domingo, 19 de outubro de 2008

unpronounced words...


A door was noiselessly closed behind me,

A soundless silence was taken place inside of me,

The noise of an unbroken heart was deafening.

Despite of all my efforts It was possible to hear a wailing sound
coming across;
making sure my pounding heart through the chest reminded
me somehow love had gone for good.


Gilbert Antonio

Word maker

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