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At my Lowest, yet my highest

October 16, 2009
By Bitter_Sweet SILVER, West Monroe, New York
Bitter_Sweet SILVER, West Monroe, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"God gave us music that we might pray with out words." -Unknown


My chest aches with an emptiness within.
Tears run down my face as the spoken words take a toll
They echo in my mind, peircing my ears.
At my lowest I'm tormented
At this moment when I think it impossible to get through I see your face.
I remember your eyes, the taste of your lips
In my heart I know I could never leave
With every heart beat words echo in my mind . . . DON'T GIVE UP!
I see your face, your eyes. . . I see your soul. . .
You speak with out words. . . I forgive you . .
At my lowest, yet my highest


The author's comments:
This was written at a hard time in my relationship. Sometimes you just have to let it go.

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