i sense from your silence there is discontent
not sure where to wander, questions never relent
a thought turns to wish this day as another
goes on without you, my long distant lover
ferried through waters of hells cast absurd
exchanging each memory for deep soul felt burn
with continued existence my cage in lifes furrow
my solace is found, with every tomarrow
for as my heart yearns for your every touch
each passing moment, another memory, turns to dust
-n-
by Nathaniel Adam Briggs - Heart Complaints
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