Shattered dreams on a moonless night
that engulfs my waking peace.
Jagged glass upon my saddened face
like dew drops on a blade of shaven grass.
Unheard screams echoing through out my mind
that no one but me seems to be able to hear.
Reaching out from the inside
just to be pushed away by no one but myself.
Unable to feel you as you touch your lips to mine
because my lips are blue and my heart beats no more.
Natasha j. Shotwell
1056pm
2-1-07
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