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Water broken voice, saturates a microphone
into a reciever with no tongue
offering, little to what it knows

Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats
when heaven is remembered but never seen
through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes

Eternaly, the sun has set to mourning
and contoured are the backgrounds
on the canvas to which our lives are painted



  Water broken voice, saturates a microphone  into a reciever with no tongue  offering, little to what it knows    Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats  when heaven is remembered but never seen  through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes    Eternaly, the sun has set to mourning  and contoured are the backgrounds  on the canvas to which our lives are painted