Poetry: not a dirty word
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
When You're Away
When you're away
my eyes lack passion and their gleam.
When you're away
my rhymes are forced, my words cliche.
But then you whisper in a dream.
Though we're apart, we're still a team.
When you're away.
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