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Monday, 14 May 2012

Haunted Eyes



Weak and lethargic,
lost and alone,
waiting for my love,
to take me home,
days seem barren,
empty and bare,
this isolation,
when your not there.

Haunted eyes,
they stare at me,
haunted eyes,
that cannot see,
the tears I cry,
when i think of you.
Haunted eyes,
they stare at me,
from your pictures place,
they seem to say,
a thousand words,
the picture of your face.

To see a smile,
light up your face,
a glow and gentle grace,
to here your voice,
whisper in my ear,
a sweet and gentle taste,
of the love we feel,
that seems so real,
though it can never be,
til our spirits are free.
our haunted lives,
complete will be. ~Seaopal

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