Never Heard
The night is still, darkness dead
Yearned for tears, shall soon be shed
The end of existence hopelessly lead
By the girl who was never heard
The tranquil moon breaks amidst the night
But beauty is lost in this unspeakable sight
As the silver of the stars catches the light
Beside the girl who was never heard
Awaiting across the midnight sky
Lay this girl with tears in her eyes
Nothing ever seems to be right
With the girl who was never heard
Copyright © Leanne Berosini | Year Posted 2006
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