This paper holds only words
How tragic to think they cannot be enough
Under the tears all lined are blurred
How tragic to think they will not be enough
In between four landlocked eyes
The coldest, hardest silence lies
Hovers, uncovered, then suddenly dies
From the angriest tongue the honesty flies
These words are just what I deserve.
I take them, embrace them, reach out
I wrap my arms around you-- this letter is yours.