The memories I have of us are still intense
even though it's been years
the feelings of pleasures remain , but so
does the pain
the light comes an the darkness returns
that's the way I've counted the last
twentyfive hundred an fiftyfive days
I'm a shattered and broken cursed hollow man
with dreams of the past that I'd give anything
to revive
Oh lord blessed be the disillusional ones
~ D Donner ~
Blessed are they indeed! I
Blessed are they indeed! I know this feeling but not as finite as you dear brother. Hugss and prayers xo
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Intense Writing
as always you take us inside to a land populated with memories - hazy at first, but by the end of the journey, clarity. Bravo poet! ~a~
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