Heart On the Floor...
Contemplating silence, the dull hum within.
Running from that which causes happiness.
Don’t leave until the chiming has stopped.
The bell tolls for none, just a reminder.
Bloody, beaten, raped, and molested.
All self inflicted at one point in time.
No need for comfort, no need to be held.
Copyright © Joseph Silva | Year Posted 2006
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