FACES AND MEMORIES.
When all is quite and the night is still She sits and listens to her thoughts Memoies of times and places People and faces Words so many Some harsh and loud Others whispered in gentleness Those spoken out of time in wrong places People she kept in diffenrent spaces Not many held close in her soul So many just passed by Leaving just a wisp of essence Others fade away into distant places Faces… oh faces she understood Faces bore lifes history Faces could make her stop a while Or.. just pass on by Faces told her what words would be spoken Those with life-imprints and laughing eyes Oh those….. made her stop a while Those faces made memories Memories she enjoyed visiting for a while.
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