Archive for September, 2013

We all spend our lives in the hopes

Of finding someone

Who can decipher what it means to be us

 

As if

Knowing could ever replace being

 

These masks that we wear

The burdens that we carry

The losses we have seen

 

These are not souvenirs

Not a language to be translated

 

 

And yet

In every heart lingers the need

To be known

To be loved

For whatever that is worth.

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