Silent Moment
I stared at a fotograph against the wall
for what seemed an eturnity.
A solertari maddness of my oun design.
Naked in silince conteplating the tears
that have ran down my face.
And to think the day started so oblvious
to the fact that my soul is so empty.
Hidden thoughts of happyness hide themselfs
in the deepest parts of my heart.
And my tears are destin to retrace the path of thier
ansesters demise.
Copyright © Joseph Randall | Year Posted 2007
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