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By Max-Rom Date: 2009 Mar 30 Comment on this Work [[2009.03.30.15.52.10947]] |
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Love at times Is a high wire act Caught one step between Falling into you And falling into an utter oblivion, Lost in the ruins of hope. A delicate balance Living a hair-thin dream Fighting for love And fighting off screams No longer an act The struggle is real The strands are wearing oh-so thin While my heart tries to deal. I'll make a momentary deal with the angels, for wings, so I will never fall; Out of touch or out of sight From my angel of dreams, who always shines at night. Even when my eyes are closed, And I've fallen fast asleep In my mind I see her smiling And because of this I rarely weep. Copyright© 3/16/09, Joseph A. Hardy |