How can there bea shiver, in steel?
Or a sharp blade,
created to cut dead,
time's wonder,
or bleak words crafted,
to penetrate, pierce,
the heart, explode,
dreams and goals?
Still, there was?
something?
A heart beat of hope.
Trish 7/2/13
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