tiachamile
Misty Magic
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Shadow casting, shapes shifting, a love that's everlasting
Clever signing and a misty magic while dancing in the dark unknown
Immortal soul found through powerful prayer and many days of fasting
Into a powerful being she's grown
Tales of old and songs of new showing of her colors true
Beautiful we and the handsome three seldom shake hands with the lonesome me
Her heaven every shade of blue
With tear filled eyes she cannot see
She fears she's lost her God
She no longer hears his calls
Missing his voice the once persistent whispers she now feels rather odd
She wonders now who will catch her when she falls
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- s-zaynab-kamoonpury
Wed Jan 09 05:19:43 UTC 2019
Won't u comment on my newest poem too?
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