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New Year

Tears that break
my poised demeanor
drip from my lonesome eyes.
The taunting silence
of the room surrounding
whispers sharp words
into my lonely ears.
And I have no one,
except the old year,
to kiss farewell.

 

Copyright ©2008  Gretchen Ann Decker
Posted on Sun, November 2, 2008 by gretchen decker

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