Eyes that brought about the spring,
A voice that never lost its ring,
A touch so gentle it held the clouds,
Laughter that canceled out all other sounds,
Echoes bouncing off stark walls,
Limping down the sodden halls,
Scratches decorate the cell,
Counting down her time in hell,
Skipping past admiring looks,
Quoting all her favorite books,
A spark that set the sky ablaze,
Singing songs from her favorite plays,
Hollow breaths only she could hear,
Taunts and threats talked in her ear,
Apparitions grasp at every flaw,
All her dreams began to fall,
Ripped apart while in the dark,
While in the light she hid the marks,
Isolation left her no choice,
She lost her breath, she lost her voice.
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Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.
~Albert Einstein
~Albert Einstein
heartstrong
heartstrong..this sure is a well penned poem...you made the realisation of what it must be like to be in that place and postion come to surface...well done....but so sad..
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