Nameless

Nameless
Who are these silent strangers waiting for me to know who they are?

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

when is it too much?


when is it too much

shared memories, laughs and sorrows
etched by virtue of common parents
unbreakable bonds some might say
no thought of eternal tomorrows
trapped and loosed at will
like weapons of mass destruction
upon the unsuspecting sibling

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