Sunday, June 8, 2014

Poem 1: the piece

I look for the moments of silence between each note
With each note, a piece of me lives fiercely
But within the silence a I die a thousand times,
But the pieces of myself, that is my own.
My very own.
Is untouchable.

Just like the silence with in us all.
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