Deep in the darkness of silence
We hear whispers
Voices that sound familiar
Yet to far away for us to hear clearly
In the recesses of our soul
We feel love
Feelings never forgotten
Yet to far for us to touch
Locked in our minds
We see laughter
A joy we have never wanted to stop
Yet a new one shall never be remembered
Held in our hearts where few touch
We feel pain
A gagging, choking sensation
Yet we could breath
On sunny days filled with love, laughter
We remember those few no longer here
Who showed us how to live, not die
Yet we still feel that pain called love
Walker
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
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