Tag Archives: Fickle

Silence Is Our Reply

What was once thought the end is but the beginning and all the words make no difference when silence is our final reply. Silence Is our Reply by Michael Doyle In the black and white of integration There is a … Continue reading

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Broken Hearted Sonnet

Broken Hearted Sonnet by Michael Romani Hearts are such fickle things Not bound by words or even rings Too often secrets unknown Bring ruin to affections shown I could have loved you, perhaps, forever Loving you with no end; never … Continue reading

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