well. I am alone and heartbroken. But i will not forget nor let die this love. So every day i will compose some poetry for my love. whom i may never speak to or see again less it is in my dreams.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
A Voice
A voice calls out in the darkness, A voice that i have missed, A voice that echoes in my soul, A voice of tenderness, A voice that shines so brightly, Like high noon during twilight, A voice for a few minutes, Graced itself upon my life.
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