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My stories

In Her Eyes

I see my face reflected in her eyes Those blue limpid pools of paradise, My mind wants to swim within This Woman that’s my treasured prize. I see my future in her eyes of blue,

GLASS OF TEARS

If you hold out a glass Up to the sky Will the clouds Fill it with tears? If you peer inside You will surely sigh; See, a history Of unhappy years. If you raise that glass

Heart Tattoo

Indelibly imprinted Right at my heart’s core Is her lovely Name, There forevermore; Like a tattoo It will not disappear But be permanent As long as I am here.

Rainbow in a Shell

Walking on a tropical beach A young girl saw colours Sparkling in the soft white sand; Intrigued, she knelt down And saw a small, round shell Glitter in the sunlight. Giddy with excitement

Dying To Live

He pushes the needle in, In his many punctured skin; He disregards the pain When he finds a purple vein For the agony is the ecstasy, That place is his sort of sanity.

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