When you have a lot to say..
but you never speak.
then u get an answer.
from the Wind outside and the Storm within.
never to fill any pages or reach any ears.
but destined to survive the joys, the confusion and the tears.
Do you have any locked doors?
they might have all the keys....
Monday, December 18, 2006
despair
hoarse wispers downcast eyes hungry stomachs ravaged souls battered breathe vivid nightmares fallen ambitions desolate lives shattered worlds never converse they only claim.
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