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You who are silent You who once tended this garden You who left once winter closed its teeth I am sorry for the way I missed all your clues They were subtle And I was too busy trying To untangle the bird cage In my chest I only wanted to learn how to sing again We were poor students But I have studied The trajectory Of the bullet that broke us Like a ghost haunting its own bloodstain We could never negotiate Or way thought the burning And the rubble This ***** gift you left me with That I hate to unwrap But cannot help these anxious hands You who are silent You who broke away You who never learned to bury your Caskets I cannot fault you for this I had hoped that You would be better Then the girl who forgot how to love me But you were the same shape as your shadow You who are broken You who sung always in silhouette You who are silent Sometimes on the quietest nights I suspect I hear Your tremble dream Damming me for opening That door you had locked so tight But You who took my keys You who boarded up your spine Your who are silent Someone will have to sing For the both of us And we can walk away Alone again Silent
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Dec 24, 2013
Dec 24, 2013 at 8:17 PM UTC
You Who are Silent, Poem on a theme by Naruda
You who are silent You who once tended this garden You who left once winter closed its teeth I am sorry for the way I missed all your clues They were subtle And I was too busy trying To untangle the bird cage In my chest I only wanted to learn how to sing again We were poor students But I have studied The trajectory Of the bullet that broke us Like a ghost haunting its own bloodstain We could never negotiate Or way thought the burning And the rubble This ***** gift you left me with That I hate to unwrap But cannot help these anxious hands You who are silent You who broke away You who never learned to bury your Caskets I cannot fault you for this I had hoped that You would be better Then the girl who forgot how to love me But you were the same shape as your shadow You who are broken You who sung always in silhouette You who are silent Sometimes on the quietest nights I suspect I hear Your tremble dream Damming me for opening That door you had locked so tight But You who took my keys You who boarded up your spine Your who are silent Someone will have to sing For the both of us And we can walk away Alone again Silent
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Dec 24, 2013
Dec 24, 2013 at 8:17 PM UTC
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