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DustI turn to dust Whenever I glance over Expecting to see you standing there With your love's residue awaiting my internal embrace You are not there Vanished within seconds Slowly Slowly I turn to dust Always expecting to hear your voice Reminding me of your presence Only to break my heart Over & over again Pieces never to be completed Into a collage of a romance A future Forever erased I turn to dust That once built on the past Now built of strength Stronger than pride Stronger than love's deceitful lies More honorable than truth seeking light Completion Destination achieved I turned to dust 28 August 2004 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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