No matter the sound,
It will always be loud
The strings are strummed through your fingerprints blood
A look, is a whisper
Turned into a kiss behind a book
You could always feel lonely
But not as lonely as then
Because there's nothing more lonely,
Then being full of love,
Whilst nobody gives you any,
Not even a hug
Not a mouse or squeak,
A whisper or a peep
Just our dust and me
And all those words you said,
Whilst your skin burned for me
©keirabeech
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