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The night is deep. The silence, empty.
And I yearn to hear the voice of God.
At times I weep, for death seems tempting,
A soul burnt out. A broken bod.
Feelings once felt, and lives well lived,
Viewed now through looking-glass;
Like Orion’s Belt, and the light it gived
I glimpse a long lost past…
When with blazing majesty, and cosmic wonder,
She streaked across my sky;
To ignite a tapestry, of love and thunder,
So brave, we were – not shy!
And our passions birthed, a wonder-girl,
Like an angel sent from heaven;
Warm sunshine ‘earthed’ – a perfect pearl,
Alas both, from me, now driven.
Where once I held, a life so charmed,
So clean. So pure. Not odd!
In a lonely cell, my soul lays darned,
As I yearn for the voice of God…
The night is deep. The silence, empty.
And I yearn to hear the voice of God.
At times I weep, for death seems tempting,
A soul burnt out. A broken bod.
Feelings once felt, and lives well lived,
Viewed now through looking-glass;
Like Orion’s Belt, and the light it gived
I glimpse a long lost past…
When with blazing majesty, and cosmic wonder,
She streaked across my sky;
To ignite a tapestry, of love and thunder,
So brave, we were – not shy!
And our passions birthed, a wonder-girl,
Like an angel sent from heaven;
Warm sunshine ‘earthed’ – a perfect pearl,
Alas both, from me, now driven.
Where once I held, a life so charmed,
So clean. So pure. Not odd!
In a lonely cell, my soul lays darned,
As I yearn for the voice of God…
If I couldn't do my art I would of done something crazy or gone crazy it's starting to take it's toll on me.
Love's last pain; It is everything. It is nothing. It is unbearable.
Why should you suffer for my pain. Knowledge in this I should try to gain. Does it feel I have left you alone? It may feel I have cut you to the bone, but please believe me, my love is true, I know in the past I didn’t know what to do.
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