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Light breaking through

Light breaking through

He found himself in a dark grave

The walls cold in the lonely tomb

Bound and shackled like a slave

Sitting all alone in the empty room

 

Suddenly, as if out of the blue

A crack of light

A perfectly fitting shoe

It pierced the darkness, shinning bright

 

Her eyes looked straight through his soul

Forgotten was all past heartbreak

Suddenly his life had meaning… a goal

Her company made his body shake

 

The day he thought that love was dead

He found he was wrong

So for now it must be said…

 

Love is a song

◄ The Passing of love

Life ►

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Neill Barnard

Fri 9th Jun 2017 09:29

Thank you Andres

Appreciate the kind words

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Andres S.

Thu 8th Jun 2017 17:04

Fruition can be beautify painted by anothers hand if we dare to grab it!

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