My heart
My heart is broken  My soul bleeds  The blood in my veins sour  Every breath excruciates pain   My body aches and my bones fragile  The endless torture of my memories  I pray for days to end  Sleep my only confort Awake I suffer  Time is my only enemy  How I wish I could turn back time  My thoughts run wild  A love that could have been  A life stolen from under my feet  If waking was an option the choice would be clear .

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ReplyDeleteThanks for posting another picture like I asked. Good choice by your son. I myself find it very relaxing to sketch landscapes and the things around me. I really enjoy the colors in your work though.. its very cheerful! Whatever your willing to post pictures of I would love to see. Thanks again. Take Care
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