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Poetry: Without a word

by Alac Cook

Everything I need to say,

and everything you need to hear,

every word I've kept away,

they're all said in just a tear.

Not a sound to be found

from here in the silence,

not a word to be heard

from hearts in compliance.

Take away, look past the lust,

Look inside and find no trust.

Silent now I here the pound,

one last kiss, and I know this,

is goodbye without a sound.

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