Thursday, March 31, 2011

Silent Soul

The way its face crinkled,
And eyes stared at the star-lit sky.
Its eyes are silent,
Like something without a soul.
But they know, it has a soul.
They just can’t find it.
The way its mouth is glued shut
Because its thoughts have run amuck.
Uncontrolled, untold
They leave it be,
Assume it’ll eventually be
And one day they might
Find it, a soul less silent. 

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