The water seeps into...these open wounds
An array of colors...fill this empty room
Bleeding life into dead-shot eyes
Hearts overflowing with maggots and lies
Enough to kill, but not to care
About these thoughts/I cannot bare
Silence is golden (And nothing gold can stay)
But the absence of your voice hurts more than anything...
In these hours where our minds escape
Somehow reality feels so fake
And the wall leads to another side
Where stars are more than just rocks that have died
But I can't go without leaving something behind...
Angela D Bean
Copyright ©2009 Angela D Bean
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