Wade Harlaine Biography

Through the green valley and past the crooked tree
there lies a place of love and tranquility
where food and water are in abundancy
and children play happy free from tyranny.
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My heart is like the Ocean
as it feverishly yearns for land
a quest for true emotion
held in an embracing hand.
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She sleeps beside me does not know
my heart bleeds profusely a sickening glow
and while she wakes I do caress
knowing the heart loveless no less
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It is like a splinter in my very mind
stabbing into the core of my existance
the answer elusive and evasive does bind
to a firery cave that chokes with persistence.
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I know you’re with him now
every thrust a dagger in my heart
every kiss a lash tearing at my flesh
I see legs entwined locking bodies together,
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