Water broken voice, saturates a microphoneinto a reciever with no
tongueoffering, little to what it knowsThen a silence so heavy, broken hearts
fall from throatswhen heaven is remembered but never seenthrough hearts shaped
like kaleidoscopesEternaly, the sun has set to mourningand contoured are the
backgroundson the canvas to which our lives are painted
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