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Silent Heart
2 Feb 1999
A Story of a hurt unspoken
Death rides the wind with many faces
Without warning or provication
Evil will strike from near and far places
Innocent heart betrayed and destroyed
Empty and silent, Alone and dead
Crying heart, Broken heart
Stained with the pain of death
Dark Knights fight inside your head
Imagine your world full of pain
No way out, No voice to shout
Just your heart cut and slain
Emotions struggle against the night
A war waged but still rages
Suicide seems to be the only light
Blades of steel that clash like a knife
Voices cry out from the light
"Move On, its cutting and killing, taking your life"
Written in blood the course is painted
The young heart is now ancient
Heart healing but still tainted
Walls are silent and full of fury
A purgatory of self examination
Continual questions of a hung jury
Battles are fought and won
From the ashes, Smoke and fire
Burned remains of an empty shell
Love not known or shared
Behold your eternal living hell
Emptyness of a dark existance
Watching quietly speaking no words
Its fortold that time is the healer
Past forgotten, Tomorrow brings a new day
Soul taken, Your innocence forsaken
to breathe new life, With death you must pay
Destruction takes a new direction
Truth, Love and compassion
Witness the pain of resurection
The rebirth and renewal of a sentient being
A pure heart is created and given form
This vision is set forth to the place of healing
A regeneration, A transformation of life is born
The broken and crying heart merge full of feeling
Its the lions strength and eagles spirit that thrive
Dining along side and driving each other
A quest to be gotten, A will to survive
by Mark McClinton
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