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My hope
Contributed by
Smudger687
on
Tuesday, 10th May 2016 @ 05:06:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Trapped in this labyrinth. Rusted chains bind me. They bite and scratch at scabs. Silence. Where is the sun//'//s warm touch? Or the howling wind? Does God not hear my tears? Is this it? Yet you found me And loosed my shackles. I never knew there was even a key. You gave colour to my life. And terrifying hope. Had you flaws, I wouldn`t see them, And spoke you ill, I wouldn`t hear it. Your face is as the daylight, Your smile a fine robe. And your sweet words soften stony hearts. Don`t go, For surely I`ll lose my way, And end up here again.
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