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I go to grab your hand and nothing is there
i feel so empty
my soul screams with terror
my lungs are drying with bitter rips down the seams
the stiching is fraying
the stitching that holds me together
it goes up my neck and goes down my arms
it sews shut my mouth and my eyes
i grab a rock and rip them open
still i cannot force out the words i need to speak
instead i speak with my eyes
i scream and cry of heartbreak
i cannot contain the rage and sadness
so i fall
i fall to the cold hard earth
and i am absorbed into the clay
my face becomes the roots and my eyes become the clouds
i have no hands but the grass and no words but the wind....
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Posted by trentbabe on 2007-12-17 14:08:23 | Rating: | Views: 127
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Beautiful.
Just beautiful.
I love it.
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Posted by FoxyBaby
on 2008-01-10 12:00:37
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