Author: Adiela Michael
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Poetry- When?
I saw you hereStanding like a statue,Your voice stolenLike Medusa’s golemMy sympathy is with youBut what can I doBut to watch you fade?. Your tears were ready.Like raindrops, they fell,My heart still seeks solaceIn your very armsHere with youAre your songs and symphoniesThose I loveI keep close. From afarYou still steal my heart,Why can’t I…
