Unspoken words are the first in your voice sheen,
And missing love is a place in your heart green.
I scream when my tearing sad soul becomes dim.
We're no longer inside of our cosmic rim.
You're no more my blessing along the life shore,
And I hear when the raven says, 'Nevermore! '
Broken idols in midnight taper will weep
And love with rusty traces of tears will sleep.
I'll keep all silence in the absence of words~
Killing time in the dewy wings of hate swords.
I eat my waking dreams and close my deep wound.
The Sky eats its clouds; the Earth closes grave ground.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
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