January 29, 2013


What has happened is never spoken
And everything around me has been broken
There's no words, just silence
Hate, but no violence
Sadness, without tears
Humans, without fears.

When will the ground break?
Where is the open gate?
Slowly, the darkness creeps
But still, no one weeps.
All are withering hearts shriveling.

This world has grown cold

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