It's just the deafening silence I hear
The crash of the waves on the shore
A whisper said by a shooting star
Why do you have to go?
Is there somone out there?
Are you?
shaeira
And before you go I'll have to tell you this
I don't mind if I give it to you on a string
I'll lace goodbye in between the seams
My heart's yours, hold it in your fist,
that tiny beating thing
Then in exchange give me your smile
I'll place it in the pockets of my voided heart
To keep, I'll sew the pockets shut
Give me a rainbow, all the drops in the ocean but
I sealed it shut
It's still mine to keep
shaeira
Thursday, December 20, 2007
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