Only Written, Never Spoken
The Simple Poetry of Honest Words
Saturday, May 21, 2011
I'm a Ghost Without Your Love
The third of June, do you remember?
I called you mine 'til nine September.
You dressed in black that Sunday morning;
And took my life without a warning.
-- c. j. noel
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