I write to you
in the darkest spot
of the room that holds me
far away from you.
I write to you
despite the heavy chains
that tie my thirsty hands
and heart and veins.
I write to you,
my long lost love,
with the candlelight
from a thousand miles away.
And with every word I write,
and through tears and cries,
I wish
I hope
I pray.
//A
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 6:01 PM UTC
I write to you
in the darkest spot
of the room that holds me
far away from you.
I write to you
despite the heavy chains
that tie my thirsty hands
and heart and veins.
I write to you,
my long lost love,
with the candlelight
from a thousand miles away.
And with every word I write,
and through tears and cries,
I wish
I hope
I pray.
//A
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