Pebbles cause ripples that no
one sees
When unceremoniously thrown in a well.
Like the tree in a forest when no one's around;
If it falls does it matter if it makes a sound?
Do the squirrels or the rabbits, the foxes or bees
Really care if it cried as in anguish it fell.
Pain that's unseen; is it pain at all?
Does silence absolve and secrets abjure
All the senses to feelingless flights of emotion?
Tasting the dredges of serpentine potion
'Til no one remembers, no eyes recall all
The torrents of torment we're meant to endure.
No one will know us.
No one will tell.
Our lives are like pebbles
Thrown into a well.
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When unceremoniously thrown in a well.
Like the tree in a forest when no one's around;
If it falls does it matter if it makes a sound?
Do the squirrels or the rabbits, the foxes or bees
Really care if it cried as in anguish it fell.
Pain that's unseen; is it pain at all?
Does silence absolve and secrets abjure
All the senses to feelingless flights of emotion?
Tasting the dredges of serpentine potion
'Til no one remembers, no eyes recall all
The torrents of torment we're meant to endure.
No one will know us.
No one will tell.
Our lives are like pebbles
Thrown into a well.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
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