A loner's Ravings

Today I wanted to talk to you very badly.But I was too late with the call. Your voice lessens the hurt, Angel.
The physical pain is ok.I can take that. But you fill a void deep inside me that not even God can. And like God you are way beyond attainment. All the same a few quiet words from you and even your silence calms me like the whisper of eternity.
Maybe this is how God was invented.

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