because their words hold truth -
in times of need they really are there. -
A failing kind heart restarted.
O' you saved this tortured soulwhen it had been forsakened,
You restored hope that had been fading -
that almost had been lost -
a failed kind heart now restarted.
You heard the silent tears
and doved head first into my internal lake
[to try to save me]
thankyou for being there
I know now your words weren't fake.
Encroaching darkness
your beautiful sun expelled
Although it came from far away...
..You were not too late to help.
05/02/06
Poetry by liz munro
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Written on 2006-02-05 at 09:10
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