That's right. Every poem will be read, and then transferred to text right here for everybody to see. Comment if you'd like.
And so, without further ado, I present to you...
Sentiment; In Loving Memory Of
A project by Abraxas. 1/22/12 -
The Stained Glass Window
If I was standing in front of a stained glass window,
And the glass was warped, so what's on the outside wouldn't show.
You could stand on the other side and see through.
And you'd see me, but I'd never see you.
You could see my tears and wonder why.
But you'd never know my laughter, or hear me cry.
I'd never know you were watching my tears.
So I wouldn't be able to tell you my fears.
I could pound on the glass and know it wouldn't break.
Because not knowing if you were there would be more than I could take.
But you'd only have to step forward, and you could break through.
It'd be the only way I'd ever really be able to see you.
But I can't ask you.
I don't know if you're there.
If you are, please step through.
And show that you care.
[Notes: This first poem was written on a small sheet of paper, torn out of what appears to be a diary. The page is tattered, and is dated 8/4/92. It is addressed to the name 'Justin'. It is signed 'Kay Sharbono', an alias I never knew of.]
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