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Saturday, May 21, 2011


The clouds are whiter
The breeze cooler
The grass greener
When we found each other

Our feelings soar
We strive for more
Our differences roar
My heart tore

Oh God, I pray
Show me the way
Shall I keep you at bay?
Shall I make you stay?

Will you come around!
On no solid ground
Just of minds unsound
Are we out of bounds?

Will your soul cease to strive?
Will you cease to try?
Will my tears dry?
Will I cease to cry?

Poisoned by this love dart
Must I succumb to this wrath?
You have a place in my heart
Till death do we then part.