"Secret Words"

Crying still I lie
On memories of you,
My hands trace out your figure
Envisioning your face

Before my life was empty
And now it is once more.
Can any thought restore my hope? or
Kill this death within me?

Base, dejected, still I waste
Away upon my bed .
Beside the memories of our life
You dance with beauty in my head.


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