Shallow I am yet skimming
Surface no depth brimming
Words not really matter
Silence spilled over scattered
Music pure subtle clear
Only a heart can heart hear
Quiet pain words too loud
Silence stream subtle gush
Feelings pour lips conceal
Heart heavy sinking not spill
Tearing deep within
Silence sword slowly slit
Eyes sad tears missing
Held up deep brewing
Fire contained not seen
Silence smouldering slowly devour
Monday, March 31, 2008
Silence
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