Secrets Left Unknown

February 12, 2010
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It's quiet and calm;
a normal, clear morn.
The dew, glistening on lawns
and noises of beeping horns.

The tension builds
intensly, by every step.
Movements start to yield
as uncertain had crept.

In a blink of an eye
the silence breaks.
The stable comfort dies
and hearts ache.

The innocent
left without say,
for punishment
of another's cruel portray.

Normalcy as we know
struggles and falls.
Like the towers billows
of debris and walls.

Secrets left unknown,
but made a scar
hard as stone
and love afar.

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