for my soul brother, Drew


sorrows of you

Angel....I wish I could hold you in my arms
close to my heart
and your spirit could whisper in my ear
all of the sorrows of you
and that I could remove the masks
the masons have laid in place
to disguise the man beneath.




Poetry by Victoria Lucas
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Written on 2007-12-27 at 03:58

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