A shadow in the dark,
Just stands there,
Caressing my cheek,
And holding out a hand,
For mine.
He's just a silhouette,
With the voice of an angel,
And the touch of heaven,
Only a silhouette.
But he's mine.
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Poetry
PoetryThese poems are to help depict the way life is really about for me, and the challenges that I have had to face mentally and emotionally, I put these out here in the hopes that I can be an inspiration for those to recover from the pain and hopefully...
