When love it dies
Limbs shackled
Heart bleeding
To thirsty earth
Its voiceless screams
Without pity
Its timeless pain
Rehearsed.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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And through life we probably rehearse it a few times, enjoyed the read
The wording and lack of punctuation in this verse leave it open to various interpretations. Most lovely
thanking you
No matter how much we prepare and anticipate, it strikes just as heavily. 🙏🏻🕊
so very true, many thanks
You are most welcome 🙏🏻👍🕊️
Excellent write
you are very kind thanks
You're welcome
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