Inner Self Comments

The raw edge caught my breath as I listened to your truth. Time's knife sliced Cutting deeply into all I know, releasing a life time of grief, a torrent of tears.

Why do you sing those songs telling of the lost days, when you went away and turned off my guiding light. Darkness lost in the sorrow seas.
For a moment could I borrow the meaning of those precious days and heed your desperate need
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