ages and ages of scattered mounds of pain....
constantly keep swelling inside me..
cutting slowly one drop at a time...
the ground is forever wet..
holding on to scattered visions...
it never ends.. it never dries...
it keeps flowing......
making the eyes dry...
weakening the sinews...
harening the core...
the heart lets each drop at a time....
SILENCED........................
Tuesday, April 03, 2012
the snow came down the valley like little white pearls it flew here and there covering the dry land with beauty and love slowly it descends in the quite of the night leaving not a need for the morning sun
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