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Sitting there for hours
Staring at the wall
Thinking of the past
And what will happen
In the future.
They flowed ceaselessly
Carelessly...
Just another thing to ponder
To over analyze
To consume all thoughts
And to leave behind
A troubled mind.
They spoke of yesterday
Of the past that has made it's way
How it shall never return
Never the same way
It might comeback to haunt you
It might stay hidden,
a secret memory in the mind.
Oh the joy
To talk to him
For him
To console
Her grieving
And troubled
Heart.
The air put a spring in his step
The birds sang a lively song
The leaves danced merrily around his ankles
The wind encouraged him
The animals poked their heads out warily
And then joined the jubilant throng.
They sat there
Each deep in their own thoughts
Staring at the wall
Finding pictures in the paint texture.
When one spoke
They spoke softly
As if the sky would fall if they spoke louder
And stared at the wall.
The looks were deep
With hidden meanings
And gazes were held
With such intensity
That they only lasted a few moments.
An understanding would pass
That couldn't be explained with words
Feelings and emotions were shared
And showed each other
Their raw, vunerable self.
Staring at the wall
Thinking of the past
And what will happen
In the future.
They flowed ceaselessly
Carelessly...
Just another thing to ponder
To over analyze
To consume all thoughts
And to leave behind
A troubled mind.
They spoke of yesterday
Of the past that has made it's way
How it shall never return
Never the same way
It might comeback to haunt you
It might stay hidden,
a secret memory in the mind.
Oh the joy
To talk to him
For him
To console
Her grieving
And troubled
Heart.
The air put a spring in his step
The birds sang a lively song
The leaves danced merrily around his ankles
The wind encouraged him
The animals poked their heads out warily
And then joined the jubilant throng.
They sat there
Each deep in their own thoughts
Staring at the wall
Finding pictures in the paint texture.
When one spoke
They spoke softly
As if the sky would fall if they spoke louder
And stared at the wall.
The looks were deep
With hidden meanings
And gazes were held
With such intensity
That they only lasted a few moments.
An understanding would pass
That couldn't be explained with words
Feelings and emotions were shared
And showed each other
Their raw, vunerable self.