Saturday, April 6, 2013

The Touch Of A Rose Comments

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As I sit here, alone, in the darkness, awaiting to hear your voice once again.
I remember those words that you once bestowed upon me. With such sweet sympathy.

'Everything dies.
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Wilson Hay Kinley
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David Wood 06 April 2013

Everything dies but love lives on. Nice poem well written

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