Sunday, September 12, 2010

Tears hit the pillow, with silent mistakes,
Words choke out, with the same exact grace,
Questions of laughter, flow through her head,
She whispers her words, they flow like the wind,
Her hands shake, like silent earthquakes,
Tumbleweed words fall from her breath,
Breathing like deaths silent last breath,
Replaying the memories,
Ignoring the pain,
Falling into darkness, like the moon and the sun,
Thoughts are black, as she's lifted into the sky,
Like a bird, passing by.

[Just think about this... tell me what you think it means... and comment with that answer.]

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