Aqua Regia PoetryToo many pieces of music finish too long after the end. |
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Acceptance
I walk through this valley
in the shadow of death cold handed, cold breathed alone to my travels alone in my strife the sorrow I know has imprisoned me here left to my fate The sun shall return and the land of light but now it is dark while the heart mourns the loss of something lovely nothing that can be changed just a setback of life
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Date: 05 March, 2008 2008 Copyright PoetryCraze.com. |