Poem -
Absent from life.
He said," I'm coming home to you baby"
But that he never did, it wasn't the sun
That blinded him, but death it lay
well hid, It blinded me , it did
I was absent from the life inside
Outside my life I was hidden
It wasn't the Sun that blinded me
But the loss of love forbidden".
Nardine Sanderson 09/12/2015.
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