(Dear Weed)
(Your name is silent
but your heart , will it beat
if I kneel?)
(You have a home
and my eyes gives you a colour
but do you know?)
(You grow and bend
as the wind gives you a voice
but do you dream?)
(Or does it stop
when your sound reaches my arm
and you look asleep)
(Your name is silent
but your heart , will I find it
if I kill you?)
Poetry by Lourdes
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Written on 2006-08-03 at 16:05
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