Wednesday, March 17, 2010

The Music Stopped Playing


A Silence in Solitude,
a darkness of sound,
an audile void,
where music was once found.

The magic has passed,
The talent all gone,
the virtuosity lost,
whence music was once spawned.

A condemnation for debauchery,
punishment for transgressions,
of a soul, lost in a world,
of concealed expressions.

A Box full of empty promises,
A voice full of despair,
A mind full of anxiety,
A life of disrepair.

She smiled like the devil,
sight and sound were lost,
the light turned to darkness,
and the sound forever paused.

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