Recondite truthA Poem by Anna
Months of silence
drives anguish deeper. With every moment things are left unsaid, blood drips from broken hearts. It would be better for all if tongues could form the words that are immured by fear. Chaining them someplace within is only leading to the slow destruction of everything. © 2008 Anna |
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2 Reviews Added on February 7, 2008 AuthorAnnaNJAboutAnna is the author of 4 books of poetry and has been featured in many literary journals and magazines in Europe and in the U.S. more..Writing
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