Deep within, words kept coming
Reminding my soul of an undying bliss
Like earth rolling down a mountain
In a landslide...
Shadows of your existence flashed
It just kept appearing
Like lightning streaked across the sky
In a stormy night...
I would have screamed
I would have flown and escaped
But I can't
And I refuse to
Your memory is too precious to let go.
1 comment:
Best regards from NY! »
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