poetry : You

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Your love becomes my language
In writing a book
My words are broken
From broken sorrow

The words I choose
From faded memories
Be your name always
I spell out with a dumb voice

You are a book written longing
The only book I read
After mom, is you.

by.tanicha@tanicha

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