Thomas Warren Poems

It starts out as a whisper
In an unknown foreign language.
It soon becomes normal,
A part of everyday life,
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Contemplation of what might have been,
that's what'll kill me.
The knowledge she might have loved me,
if I'd have taken that leap.
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Over in the distance,
I can see my house from here.
Over the sky the clouds dance,
away from me they take my fear.
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Waiting for inspiration
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