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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Untitled (Part 1)

I cant help but feel.... 
Sight... Beyond'er... 
I know the unknown and have traipsed upon the bloody waters of her mindscape speaking the unsaid, 
falling on once deaf ears
...
you heard not the sounds my heart made from my throat...
We Sang to you in melodies of summer... 
Sooth from Bass...
Harmonious Crescendo against your cacophonous nadir...
your hearing ranged Baritone to Tenor...
we sing to you autumn... chords of yellow and brown 
I love in octaves inaudible...
in colors unseen....




(eye have always seen you
eye... hear you)




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