Caricamento in corso...

Your voice.

When you left,
Your voice was always there.
In the house,
On the street.
Everywhere.
 
Causing pain,
Confusion,
Insanity.
 
Time’s flown by.
The memories are there,
Your face is there.
Your voice;
 
Is not.
 
Anything,
I would give.
To hear you again,
Just once.

(2012)

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