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No Answer

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You stood there,

hands in your pockets,
but no kind words came
from those sweet, sweet lips
I thrilled to kiss,
I kissed a million times.

No answer.

I couldn't say good-bye,
so I just walked away
and got lost in a dream.

With no sense of direction,
I drifted aimlessly
in a world gone dark
and ended up here,
nowhere,
alone.

I quit searching for meaning
just to see it always lost
in the heedless onrush of time.
I stopped looking for answers,
yet I still felt your presence
in the dark reaches of my mind.

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