A Letter To Nobody: Prologue Poem by Invalid Files
A Letter To Nobody: Prologue
The repressed screams
Solidifies, into...
What am I holding in my hand?
Ah, yes, a pen, of course,
Smoothing out the paper,
A leftover smile from yesterday
Is all I have on my face
Then I start writing,
The ink is made of tears,
The words scraping on the paper
Is all I hear
Starting with 'Dear'
And nothing after,
This is my letter to nobody.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
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4/23/2024 11:19:43 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a very different poem and subject....especially put very well....loved it :) be happy