Lost

by andrea   Nov 9, 2006


Hands in the dark,
the non existent words
through non existent lips,
the pangs of a dead heart
the coffin of metal

the birthdays never lived
a sunset too far away
a broken bond that never was,
dehumanized, dissected
the baby that never was

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