Endings

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Love

4/27/11

The silence is overwhelming

Truth clinging to the air between us like last hopes

Remaining suspended will they inevitably shatter?

I've withheld nothing from you, my open heart will it become an open wound?

I hold my breath and time ticks by and your voice never ever fills this silence

Hopes shatter, dreams crash and burn

My hands shake knowing they will never be held in yours

Author's Notes/Comments: 

dedication, to the martyr, my muse

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