Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Sorrowful Breath

The hand it clenches and holds
Squeezes tight, takes breath from the soul
A wall that can’t be torn
An emotion of which you can’t be sure

In clear words I am not a peace
Such a concept has never seemed so far from me
The words I create escape me
She has never seemed so far from me
Thus, the more her breath, takes me

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