Saturday, June 2, 2012


And like the wind moves the waters
Like the storms that rage the trees
So her body shifts with no exertion
To the sounds of nature's breeze

Her mind is numb to the city
Her feet do not touch the ground
Heavenly her arms caress the pain
From the mistakes that hauntingly surround

Steams damn the windows to her soul
The punishment to hold it within
Throat's aching to release
Her consequential mortal sins

Seamlessly embracing the thoughts
That others' can ignore with ease
Until the day that darkness showers
So she may finally lie and rest in peace

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