Salt Water

August 2, 2008 at 5:02 am Leave a comment

Timeless fears pouring salt into open wounds
Burning tears and soundless screams

the collision is predictable
the costs can be estimated
the pain will be measured
the silence will be forgotten

will the lesson be learned
will the trust be rebuilt

it is all out of scale
the perspective is skewed
a message is mumbled

the words are put in an order
that only crushes what is left

a barrier will be built and a warning system created
avoidance will be the new measure

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