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Silence




So thatís how it ends

In silence

And lowered eyes



No hint of regret

Just a shrug

And endless sighs



It so hard to say

When you knew

(The blatant lies)



Those colleague nights out

You, all alone

(Thatís no surprise!)



So now sheís gone

Just silence

And no goodbyes








Don Holmes


FootNote: For what it's worth this is my 200th poem