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My mind is twisted and dark, my heart is caring and lightEverything conflicting in between
I try to hold back with my might
The whispers of the silenced
around every twist and turn
The shadows of the gone ones
Cast placidly over your own
To look at me, you would not know me
To gaze in my eyes
What would you see?
The screams ring as echoes
The stains mark the past
The scars carry reminders
The quiet cannot last
Peer through the scrying surface
To see faces of those unknown
Pressing a distant memory
not much further from your own
The wind moans cool and restless
The moon smiles down on me
The waves are churning and tempestuous
And so I beckon the sea.
25.10.12
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