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Thursday, November 5, 2009
"Sometimes we build walls
around ourselves, not to
keep people out, but to see
who cares enough to break
them down..."
She chose to walk away
stared from the window close
the brightness played before her
hollow,bleak and cold.
She whispered to the bluebirds
that she might be lifted high
but they had left her rooted
unable to soar or fly.
She struggled through each laughter
lyrics of every song
For the music could no longer touch
those once familiar sounds of hope.
They said she knew no beauty
stayed sullen, dull and weak
disappeared in others footsteps
made darkness her one and only home
The breeze had blew her further
The trees concealed her tears
The rain erased her every breath
all that she held dear
Her lies they did despise
Her pain they did not know
But when awoke one autumn's day
they found, already, she had gone.
-Keisha.