Stuart Logan Biography

Far away,
Never knew.
How this love,
Could make me blue.
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The satin heart beats with frenzied fire,
That melts away the pain.
The molded set of mirth and mire,
The dampened eternal rain.
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Blackness shrouds the empty floor,
While shadows dance upon the door,
A memoriam of forgotten flaw,
Heart beating fast with eternal plight.
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The moon, it now hangs freely,
Like a crystal ball among the trees.
I stand, waist deep in water,
Too much longer and I will freeze.
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I've had a wish fulfilled,
But all I want is more.
Forever I've been knocking,
upon my angel's door.
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