Our words full of silences
our dreams full of a life
that we coud have had
or
we have had many lives ago
so many things unspoken
untold
unfold.
Secrets that leave the same question mark
Why?
Away, away say the hate
closer, closer say the love
and in this perpetual swing
our lives go on...
© Diana Mistera 2012
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