Without Name
and crying on the canvas
his eyes I cannot see
and still the water rises
a tear shall set us free
here's to us unspoken
here's to us untold
speak what you have not heard
gain what you have sold
Copyright © Christopher Steven Coan | Year Posted 2012
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