flowers cry
By ecologist
Memories, chained to falling tears cascade down into the darkness my night nothing remains .... mossy walls falling tears die upon the dark earth like pain knowing no release touch my tears feel them taste the salt feel the pain ... etched into silence of this soul flowers cry ... no one sees the soft tears fall...into the empty ground withered on the vine grapes shrivel and I fade ... into the darkness of your unfinished heart. Written October 25th, 2001 © on Oct 25 2001 12:27 PM PST 0 • 1
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"Memories, chained to falling tears..."