hetero-poetry
Words...are infinite. Meanings...just a handful.
sâmbătă, 28 februarie 2009
Stillborn Dreams
Dreams born dead reach for the sky
Echoes of a silent cry
Lying where the angels lie
Innocent, but pale and dry
As they try, and try, and try...
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