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You spend half an our writting poem and it’s once again lost in a 🙈. Gateway
Unbelievable 😭😭😭
No that didn’t work again lost in a gate way
I’m, back ? I hope I’m back let’s see how it goes
Lost in a gateway ?
You have gone by by words I won’t be long
There is a darkness that lies ahead of me ,
In a world i have yet to see .
It’s brooding form it knows nothing else
And when I reach out
I feel the earth above
and the warmth of the sun ,
and hear the rains pitter patter of love far above .

But I feel stronger as the days have gone by ,
With every drop of rain ,
that passes by .

Like two shoots we grew out of this earth ,
Past weeds and stones and insects ,
We were so beautiful you and I ,
like every moon and sun lit sky .

But there is a parchment of a broken heart ,
When love tore you’re  soil apart ,
You’re roots were broken ,
and I felt you’re pain ,
and now I never want to live again .

For we grew together like two shoots in the ground ,
We bloomed with  the rays of the sun ,
and when the rains fell
down .
We stood together like two strong trees ,
blowing together in the breeze .
Yet to the gardener ,
You meant nothing at all .
And so why should I live ,
When I am alone in this hard stoney ground ,
Surrounded by a prison of a brick wall ?

But one day my roots were torn ,
not thrown away like the weeds on his lawn .
I was left In the same *** as you ,
Watered and fed .
Once more we were together
***** like two trees standing tall in the sun .

Yet too soon our time had come
and our work was done .

For one romantic night were we ,
Two red roses ,
and a glass of champagne,
and our world would never be the same again .
I could never love thee more ,
for if I had ever loved her less
then What hope is there. of my bequest ?
And all those things that charmed her most ,
was God the Son and the Holy Ghost.

So beit then the birds that scattered and flapped their wings ,
just as she was about to sing .
When the weevles forgot they had no voice ,
As all the insects and animals drew ever near .
Just for what they were about to hear .

And so the birds had flown to the four corners of the earth
to pick the rarest flowers and weeds .
And so the birds with all their enchanting ways ,

returned with their flowers and weeds ,
and placed them in a basket one by one .
In front of a forever ripening sun .

And so she thanked the finch ,
The blackbird and the

thrush .

But the magpie swooped down and stole her  heart ,
The most beautiful thing that set us apart
Just when I had set out our table for two .
She screamed as that  bird flew
And left that gold trinket in it’s nest of love .
For days it stayed perched above ,
Singing it’s sweet songs of innocence and  love .

And then one day she  flew away ,
and fell in love
With the most enchanting song you ever heard .
The black of the devil ,
The White ,
of God
And now demons and black angels ,
Can be heard flapping madly at my door at what they had heard .
but that voice that once tought my heart to sing
was never heard of again ,
and of that ,
Is the one thing
sure .
Is that no , no more .
I would ever hear her voice no more
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