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Bitter words in anger-spoken, hurt lingers on and my heart is broken. Memories of good, fade with the bad, and soon only the bad is all. The days seem endless living this close without a touch of kindness, and the nights spent side by side can’t begin to heal the blindness. For what you see is not the heart but only words and pain. Over something you won’t remember when it rears its head again. A circle has no beginning and it has no end, until the line is cut as in it web we spin. For what is life to only live, with days and months of sadness, to wish all to begin over again to feel again the gladness, who are you, and who am I, and why this road we walk. Why not a silver highway filled with loving talk. Why harsh words, Why no love, why are we still here? There has to be an answer One, we both can hear. What life is left for two lost souls who search for peace in vain. I think it lies beneath the heart that needs to breathe again. Beneath the love, beneath the quiet, beneath the dreams of one. A house a home a place to rest when everything is done. To come back to the beginning, to remember and respect, for each are individuals to fragile, to direct. Pain in words, eyes downcast; heart about to break, when all is said, to slink away to think of what’s at stake. A life we forged from loves first kiss and built upon our trust and willing now, or not, it could all just turn to dust. To once more shine the light, on life we’ve yet to live, to find the heart in each of us it’s all we have to give. Sweet words, kind, heart, find us both this day, and hold us in your prayers all along the way.
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Posted by yellowrose on 2008-01-17 12:54:05 | Rating: | Views: 75
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