Silent voice has whispered in my ear
but when I finally heard it, it was too late.
Soft lips had kissed my cheek
but when I finally realized, it was too late.
Dry hands had hugged me
but when I finally felt the warmth, it was gone.
Tired look has looked at me with bright eyes
but when I finally looked back, it was over.
A whisper,
Everything is finished
Marc is dead.
July 25, 2007
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