This Lonely Hour
October 1, 2001
LJA
The damn has broken in my soul
I cry silent tears
coursing down my face
in cool trails they fall
upon my chest
seeking my burning heart
to ease the fire of my pain
to still the screaming
of my loneliness
the cries that echo
in the quiet caverne
of this lonely hour.
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