Friday, July 2, 2010

Unchained

Sparkling against the sullen sun
Glistening and glimmering
Hurling forward in laziness

Stories forgotten
Mysteries untold
Moments lost

Gliding in splendor
Pausing gloriously
And then moving on

Unspoken words are heard
Unheard voices surround
Hurt and anguish beckon

Saying so much yet nothing
Wanting to be heard
The tears against the stained glass.

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