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VIRTUAL DRAMA


Whisper dear friend for justice's sake,

No noise my silence does make.

You fool me helpless through the years,

Yet I still listen within my fears.

No sense nor reason why you were sent to me,

I've searched for answers I cannot see.

Days long; life tortured and in denial,

My existance has fallen into exile.

Others have changed; to me they're cold.

Forgetting a feeling; maybe it's grown old.

Yet my memories in dreams I recall,

And the love that once reigned amongst us all.

Sweeter than candy and smooth as a rhyme,

My bitterness has become a shadow of mine.

Tomorrow is just another bad day,

One leads to another, forever I pay.

Yet I walk this path, I do not stumble,

With eyes wide open and lips a mumble.

I will survive this virtual drama,

And the end will arrive, through all this trauma.

 

~yvonne renee moore

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