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Jun 2016
There are shores on loves great ocean
Which I fear I’ll never see
The storms and waves, they rock me
Like a child trying to be brave
The torture of the motion
Wakes the fears that dwell in me
‘Til the waters suffocate me
And the boat feels like a grave

With every wave that batters
With each sway
With each swell
The heaven and the hell
Ensue their battle once again
The only thing that matters
In this pain wherein I dwell
Is the heart that I won’t sell
For anything but love’s true when

Though tempests rage what calm destroys
The calm repays the wage
Even when it rains in clearer skies
But, sometimes, there’s a rainbow
Bringing beauty back to mind…
All in waiting for love’s true when to arrive
Diary of the Damned
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Diary of the Damned  Stanford, Kentucky
(Stanford, Kentucky)   
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