• The Message

    by  • November 27, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Thinking of you, Waxing Poetic • 1 Comment

    When I think of you,
    I hear a voice that tears right through my chest —
    Rips through the rib-cage
    To grasp a heart exposed to elements.
    The smallest whisper
    Shatters the refuge silence tried to build.
    Each word that’s spoken
    Reveals a passage that cannot be sealed.


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    One Response to The Message

    1. ANEWDAY
      November 27, 2011 at 10:05 pm

      beautiful as always…
      Your sister in Christ,



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