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Aug 2018
I walk an empty road,
I'm lost and confused,
And all seems dull and dreary.
I walk an empty road,
Not expecting much left,
Nothing to do,
But to ponder and accept.
I walk an empty road,
And stop.
I see light beneath the winged oaks,
And breath in the beauty that stands before me.
She was so beautiful,
With eyes reaching my weary soul,
She welcomed me with open arms towards me.
Never did I feel this before.
Never did I feel that sweet love,
That I felt with her touch.
Her smile made the darkened road shorter,
As she took my broken hand into hers,
And took me to a place of comfort and joy.
Home.
She was my home.
As time flew by,
We both laughed and cried,
And helped each other through treacherous roads.
Her name is music to my ears,
And her heart beats out gold.
She took me out,
And led me in.
I wish this existed within others,
But I have her,
My angel,
And that's all I need.
Chelsea Quigley
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Chelsea Quigley  21/F/Waterford
(21/F/Waterford)   
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