Whispers in the hall

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I hear them, whispering outside my door
should we check on her?
No- she needs to deal with this
her own way, you heard her!
Yeah, but what if she needs something,
she knows where we are, Come on.
I heard footsteps shuffling down the hall
and a door shuts.

How am I to deal with this,
I curl myself into the tightest ball and
try to shut the world out.
As the lyrics of us, lay scattered
among emotions on my bedroom floor.

No one will heard the magic we made ever again.

Kimber Michaela 2012

This entry was posted in Writing.

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