The Rotting Edge of Hope & Abandon Pt. Iii
i will be your untold lie
your broken glass
your silent echo of dreams-waking
to search only for what was left
broken & bleeding,
in that long ago doorway
those shattered pieces
most define us
what we leave behind reminds us
what we've chosen
more than this - i will bleed silently
every truth i've ever held,
all for you
if only you have the ears to listen,
the heart to hear
Copyright © Julie Forbush | Year Posted 2005
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