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Porcelain.
Whispers traveled the corridors,
Anxiety filled the air -
And there in the corner, she lay
As fine as a porcelain,
With skin as cold as ice.
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Nobody dared to approach
But anyone could see,
The pills that lay nestled -
Within the palm of her hand.
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And in the midst of all the tension,
The silence seemed to overwhelm -
Those who looked on wanted to run,
Th...
Thursday 30th June 2016 8:42 am
If Time Had Stopped.
If time had stopped,Â
Where you stood and waved -
A hint of a smile that couldn't be erased,Â
And we forgave each other.
Like, old friends reuniting...Â
Old stories to tell and old feelings long gone.
You knew while I couldn't figure it out,
As a bystander I heard the news.
I had treated life like a dream,
And you were a form of reality as you stepped right in.
You taught me about the ...
Wednesday 29th June 2016 12:44 pm
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