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Dec 2018
All her touches were lyrics to happiness,

The song that broke my madness.



‘Twas the whispers of faith in hell,

The crack upon a cursed spell.



She had a face that the stars envy, a voice that reached hearts ****** empty.

‘Twas everything I dreamed and desired, thus my hopes began to aspire.



It was complete and perfect bliss,  with every caress and love-filled kiss,

Till fate had no regard for my heart,
Till her final breath set us apart.



Just like the wilting of blooming flowers, I felt the fade of each hour,

The waste I became stripped from her side, The shadows I could no longer hide.



Where are my comforts? Where lies my blessed way?

‘Tis a sunset upon my most happy days.



She was hope when fear was most blessed, she was more in my times of less.

‘Tis the truth, the only truth that will always leave me breathless.
Written by
Jude Ansah  25/M/Ghana
(25/M/Ghana)   
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