Thursday, July 2, 2009

A Dying Heart

how far is the horizon
it's as far as you can see
why then do i not see it

how sweet is a song
it's as sweet as the sweetest honey
how then can i not hear it

how soft is a touch
it's as soft as a gentle breeze
when can i feel it

a dead heart does not see
nor will it hear
nor will it touch again

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