As far as the distant stars, hearts
unreachable and silent
Whispering into their own souls cries
of chained moment
Un-screamed emotions raging inside
Like a volcano waiting to protest
Eyes staring and cold; saying nothing
Secrets born and die as they keep
waiting
Tangled into opposite feelings of love
and hate
Passions rage and torment them from
inside
Not ready to forget nor forgive each
other
They die a little everyday in order to
live
In the self-imposed prison of their
egos
They lie cold, alone, shattered
Sometimes distant happy memories of
being together
Fly past the prison bars but unable to
make an entrance
Promises turn into disappointments
As they keep slipping into the all-consuming
abyss
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