Tony Vassilion


"I used to be a heart
beating for someone."
Now that I have decided
To bury my emotions
Under piles of dry leaves
I must get used to the dark
And the sound of footsteps
That threaten my thoughts
As I discover the secret
Of the white paper and
The black pencil
That trembles as it travels
Leaving behind symbols
For those seeing to cipher
And to believe in them
That anymore writes


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