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Whimper
I Do you ever whimper sometimes when you are alone— And then wonder Where did that strange sound come from?— Before you notice it was you and your quiet little voice alone only in the dark? II Sometimes all I wish for is substance— to be a little more than this whimper in the dark To be touched and to know it To be heard To be seen as more than the hush of night Because whispers pass lightly and are gone But I do not want to fade with such ease III Draws you in, slowly that sound— like a plea So sad it breaks your heart just one more time But then— if you can take no more— that dove breast cry can only turn you away Regret runs beside you and the light of hope fades until you can hear the whimper no longer |
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Whimper
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