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Friday 28 February 2014

Night Chill



She brought the light
darkness was ceased
Consumed by mire lost in the night
My body broken an bruised
Echoes beyond trapped in the mind
I'm a prisoner within the grasp of a thousand thoughts
A million screams of those gone by 
Until her touch brought about my resurrection 
Stood in white her wings aloft
Out stretched hands asking me to come
Into her arms I fall an soft warmth envelopes my senses 
Comforted beyond belief held on her grasp
Alive I am free to breath
No more cries no more screams
Just the moonlite an stars left
To guide me on home to her ever loving heart
Where forever more
I will reside.... 


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