Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Diary



Diary

Words of youth lost 
pages never written
emotions stored deep
lost within a mind
a soul afraid to be free
If I wrote the words
would they find their way
to heaven a confession
or to hell for eternity
Would they cure or obscure
when all she searched for was him
that loves her without limit
he touches all the faded gold edges
of her diary ~ her soul

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