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Mar 2011
stolen, sealed away
in hard stone walls
soft tissue pushes
with every pulse
for freedom

passion stains

drifting through darkness
suffocating
even the earthen prison

passion weeps.

A sun rises
a thousand lifetimes away

purple dawns
the caged heart’s crown.
Blackness retreats through cracks
that grow with every heartbeat’s pound

passion never sleeps,
it beats harder
bleeding while breaking
stone walls
carved from emptiness
after Victoria Kwasinski’s “Bridges and Chasms" - A painting, posted for Sarah :-)
Matthew Cannizzaro
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Matthew Cannizzaro
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   Emma Jacobson
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