The Golden Moments In The Stream Of Life Rush Past Us & We See Nothing But Stand. . . The Angels Come To Visits Us & We Only Know Them When They R Gone. .
Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning, that without listening speaking no longer heals, that without distance closeness cannot cure’
I could fill a thousand pages, telling you how i felt, and you still would not understand. So now I leave, without a sound, except that of my heart shattering as it hits the ground
