The Strife of a Heart Abandoned
fitful recollections come screaming from where i tried to leave them behind the silence of broken nightmares behind whispered words you ever heard keep the things that hold your scent but nothing, nothing holds your warmth and the future holds a tale of solitude inside myself i tried to leave them inside the dust storms where misery died my liable spirit bleeds colours embellished the purity of radiance scourged the levity in her eyes most of me departed along with you all of me that ever in my mind counted on walking life from henceforth alone refraining the tears that incessantly fall to stream the skin you used to touch to dream that you would find beauty with blushing brilliance and you, whose arms brought me safety- steal, steal, steal my heart pour until its not merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily love was but a thought. GBE Written July 16th, 2001 © on Nov 04 2001 12:29 AM PST 10 • 0 • 8
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"fitful recollections come screaming..."