I cannot set still,

Surely there must be a way,

Something I can do,

To ease my mind of the

Ever flowing thoughts, haunted by you.

Never ceasing,

Your face, steady and strong

Is seemingly imprinted on the inside of my eyes

Whenever they are closed I stare into your soul,

Now I must cover my own sobbing cries.

Finally it becomes apparent

I am wishing only for goodbyes.

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Written in 2003