Sunday, October 18, 2009

"H.E.R." by Hissan Mock

Your close to my heart for a reason, even when we never spoke that much

I had you heavy on my mind that my heart was speaking

just your name exuberates pain and pleasure with beauty in between

your quiet to most but to me your everything, we relate

because we hurt with a passion and when we release our pain problems

come from our everlasting actions and even though my

eyes can't see you I feel a oneness cause I'm right there with you so

when you read this you know who you are, stained souls

know the reason we try to palliate to ease the broken cuts to are hearts

so I pray that you and me will never grow apart so pin this

this poem to your wall like you did my other art.

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