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Sunday, April 21, 2013


The dreams were never fair
They poured like shadows, glared and grew
To poisoned mists that flew
To haunt her distance, new and old
And in between and cold.
Her hopes were bought and sold for this;
She told her soul of bliss
But dreams were lies to kiss her tears
Like broken leaves away
Until he came; the day the sun
Conquered her shadows, won
Her heart. Now she’s begun to care.

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