Here I am, in sunset's last light
Still beside you, it's our eternal night.
Sorrow croons a serenade anew
And I sing along about your miscue.
You have no heat, your eyes are dry,
you have just this little tie,
and just this little cavity,
where I searched for your heart
- that you promised to me.
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Reviewed by Justin Steele (Reader)
Reviewed on April 18, 2007
I feel cool... this is an icy piece. I think that if someones been here in there life... its a very heart felt cluster of thoughts, feelings... of pain. Raped is a good word. Only time wold heal this heart and scars would always remain.
Too many wear devious masks that pull us into false intrigues.
If this was a work of imagination Lara - I commend you. If this was an extrapolation of real life - I commend you strength and ability to hit the nail on the head!
Love has been known to wither and die on the vine, sometimes even seeking out other vines. It is a fact of life. that doesn't negate the hurt, however, nothing really does that . . . Even time, although it can be diminished.
“We’re going to use nine megaton warheads in space and we’re not sure they’re large enough to be effective. Why would you even consider using kiloton-range surface-to-air warheads as back-up?” The answer was succinct. “Because they’re all we have.”
This is the second novel in Frank P Ryan's acclaimed fantasy series, The Three Powers. The first in the series, The Snowmelt River, is a top ten epic fantasy bestseller on amazon.
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Chanti
nice piece.
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If this was a work of imagination Lara - I commend you. If this was an extrapolation of real life - I commend you strength and ability to hit the nail on the head!
Filled with bubbling emotion ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Never put your complete trust in another !
Peter