Monday, July 27, 2009



That’s his heart, on stage.
His pain, turned inside out, his sorrow, his grief, shattering every soul into existence, every mind into a deathly trance.
Poignant,
leaving no air, no words, no sounds.
Passion meant to be touched, talent to be breathed,

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