Protected: The Heart of the Matter
September 7th, 2005
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cold the words that fall,
shattering on burning ears,
as though spoken to a wall.
droplets from a burning eye,
running down inside,
begging to know why.
shadows of a nameless thing,
waiting for the final sting,
finding nothing left to cling.
upon this thing I lay my hand,
this is not what I would have planned,
yet will I stay and make my stand.