Thursday, December 31, 2009

Name


What name is yours that has no voice
And blindly whispers in the night?
What name is yours that cannot cry
And softly whimpers out of sight?
What name is yours that cannot yearn
And meekly reaches for more height?
What name is yours that cannot struggle
And hopes to triumph in the fight?
Name, what folly can you pray for
If only to save you from your plight?
Name, what empty dreamscape
Will cover you in evanescent light?

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