Our Music

January 15, 2010
the voiceless sing
The blind can see
The deaf can hear
The broken are fixed
The loveless are loved
As the dead's heart beat
our salvation is here
Our plees are heard
We are known as the stars fall
We are pure now that we have written our wrongs
We at least are still who we are no more no less
As the hall of silence is filled with our music





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Powd3er said...
Jan. 25, 2010 at 2:31 pm
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
-Please check out the works that I have posted on here it would be highly appreciated and I think you would greatly enjoy them, Thankk youz-
XxIll tell you Im an orphan after you meet myy familyXx
 
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