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This unspoken pain, that was rooted in the past
Erodes the very essence of my memories.
Transcends the fabric of time into a single tear.
Drowning a thousand words in my heart.
The unspoken secret of ages
of the truth that only I know.
That without death or glory
That in this hell, I am alone.
The thirst of a desert flower
Clinging to a life that rejects her.
The hunger of a fainted emotion
that died in spite of your devotion.
In spite of your efforts, my soul weeps.
Mourning the sunsets and rain,
mourning the winters and springs,
of the love that died in vain.
Footprints in the water, trembling in fear
moving in the ripples of my pain
of the detached never more
in the purpose and gift of an unshed tear.
© 2012 Anan Celeste