Saturday, December 5, 2015

Ph: Death: Mourning In My Arms Comments

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Really, only five years have past
Since your son’s abandoned car was found,
No note,
Along side sea cliffs
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Shakil Ahmed 05 December 2015

My own sleep, pulls on my sleeve like a child, As watchful still, I succumb to warmth of your heart, That even in its half-full, depleted state, Still has the power to make my sun rise. - -Wonderful poetic lines, well composed, thanks for sharing

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