Departing LoveMy hearing is gone I can no longer listen Your voice is not heard The music no longer plays Softening of footsteps in the distance The gentle rustle of leaves in a tree Active children at the playground The static noise of nothingness I hear nothing I'm deaf now My ears have died It is my eyes that now listen © 2007 David Greg Harth 07.04.16.15:11:49@205HudsonNYC |
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