I hear your voice in the wind, I know it is just my imagination but I do...
The wind blows all around me and the gray clouds are crying
like my heart they are sad and heavy...
You do not need me anymore and it hurts, oh, how it hurts...
Confusion and anguish in my life..
missing you daily, alone in the multitudes the noise surrounds me
and inside the silence of this pain...
Copyright ©2007 Sonia Paz Baron-Vine
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