Hand BreaksA Poem by Caleu AndradeThe further the threat, the closer it seems. my heart in knots as I ingest another pill. you say its over between the silence as we make plans to move forward. I feel alone in my thoughts as the door slams. A silent word, that no one hears, a silent secret that everyone knows. yes I pace my wooden floors as you sleep alone in this old house. filled with saddness, we manage to break a smile behind fears from years of mistrust. Do we love out of passion? Or are we drawn from deep wounds that never seemed to heal, slowling bleeding out any truth into a slippery black iced voided over spent emotion. © 2013 Caleu Andrade |
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Added on February 23, 2013 Last Updated on February 23, 2013 AuthorCaleu AndradeNVAboutMan Within, "Where I've come from doesn't matter. What does is that I'm now here." Caleú Andrade Frazier I'm a producer currently working on my first Private Sundance film. A military.. more..Writing
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