she crumbles to dust
strong walls of words
and sweeps with firm hands
the debris of demolition
shorn of cleverness
stripped of subterfuge
I tremble in new born nakedness
as silence builds
her home in my heart
strong walls of words
and sweeps with firm hands
the debris of demolition
shorn of cleverness
stripped of subterfuge
I tremble in new born nakedness
as silence builds
her home in my heart
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