Within All This
I haven't forgotten.
I almost did,
But they walked away,
And again my heart was hardened.
I was okay with that.
Yet I soften each time I pretend to hear their voice.
I have lost regard, clinging to love.
Within all this,
I haven't forgotten.
Within all this,
I cling to love.
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Hi! My name is Elizabeth Davenport, and I'm a college student who loves all things language, no matter what language it is! I'm probably reading, writing, or dancing in the rain right now. I'm a featured poet, Aura, on diesandnoctis.com (go check them out: they're great!), and use the names E.D., Elie Dav, and Elizabeth Davenport when posting my own.
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