Trains

Words are not spoken,

Things are hence unsaid,

Lives are not broken,

But my heartache for you is at its head,

My need for you keeps coming,

Like a train thundering round a bend,

This pain goes on humming,

For the distance is in our stead.

 

Hayley Geri 2013 ©

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Author: dreamingofluminousthings

Hey I'm Hayley. 26. Australian. Female. Poet/Writer. Writing is my greatest outlet. It is my passion and my escape from an often twisted reality. If you want to help me create more, please feel free to donate. My paypal is https://www.paypal.me/HayleyGeri

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