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Mary Brincefield Apr 2014
It's dark where I am
And I cannot find the light.
There are shadows all around me
And my heart is full of fright.

Everyone is cheerful.
They never even see
That storm clouds are forming
Upon the peaceful sea.

I cannot see the future
And I cannot change the past
But the present is so heavy
I don't think I'm going to last.
Mary Brincefield Apr 2014
Love is special
Love is fine.
It sends warm shimmers
Down my spine.

His touch is like
Caressing fire.
His smile can make me
Feel desire.

His eyes are kind,
His arms are strong,
I've found the place
Where I belong.

— The End —