Wednesday, 13 March 2013


Your words the axe
Tore down my walls
Your love the sword
Pierced the armour
Protecting tender heart
Rusted by rain
Of endless tears
Now you're gone
All that remains
A gaping wound
Of endless fears
It is in your absence
In the dark shroud of night
I am haunted most
By a forsaken reality
Long faded from sight

(c) SA Mac Neil

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