Gazing with such compassion
through your tear-filled sparkling eyes.
Moved by my plight,
are you?
I am the one
who wanders the street
late at night,
screaming to the stars for release
begging for salvation.
While you lie at home in
loving warm surroundings.
What would you know,
How could you know
what it is like to be me?
So i am shocked, a little scared,
when you place your shopping on the wet ground
and sit beside me
and taking me in your arms, you hold me
in your soft embrace.
Allowing me to sob, keeping me safe
while I howl for forgiveness and peace.















Comments
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Truly love Conquers all, when it tells us whaen, what, and how we feel. Truly it owns us."
I am a member of The Hero-Rebellio-Club [link]
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The end that never comes is torture to those who wait.
*RawEm0tion
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If home is where the heart is, then my heart is in many places...~Just the words of one lowly, lovelorn, lost poet
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The end that never comes is torture to those who wait.
*RawEm0tion
and thats a good one^a sort of astonishment;
you're amazing [but that's to be expected ;]
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lyfe swept away the clouds;
smiling because the sun's sharing the sky,
& this girl can fly .
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The end that never comes is torture to those who wait.
*RawEm0tion
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lyfe swept away the clouds;
smiling because the sun's sharing the sky,
& this girl can fly .
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