Wise Men Say - August 10, 2016

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90003
United States
33° 57' 56.8764" N, 118° 16' 23.2572" W

Can I help the way I feel?

Or will this broken heart never heal?

Can you tell water not to fall?

With each crash a different sound,

Mimicking the rate at which my heart pounds

For you, and you only

I can't help but feel lonely,

In a crowd full of people, but none being you

I could speak, but there is no point to

 I waste the words that fall from my lips every day

And continue to hang on to every one you say

But you never say enough

This poem is about: 
Me

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