Guest Post:
Part of me is gone, you know
I’ve left for parts unknown, and though
You hear my voice, you rub my hands
I’m living in forgotten lands, where
Voices only I will know, are laughing loud
And whispering low, you look concerned
You shouldn’t be, exchanging glances I don’t see
With unseen faces at the door, is that a look
That I once wore, when I was speechless
Like you are, awkward shuffles, so bizarre
If you love me well, you’ll smile
And part of me will stay awhile
Written by: Mike Sackett
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