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Before it Hurts Too Much to See

                                                                  Before it hurts too much to see, dear lord
                                                                                   let me gaze upon slow
                                                                and sketch both her likeness and silhouette
                                                                                      just one more time
                                                               and then, I can go blind, more than willingly ..

 

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Gwendoline

I love this Neville…not only because of the structure of this piece feeling so fitting to the feel and message being conveyed. But also because there is a weight to your words here. For me I felt the ugly truth of this world, the need to not see anymore horror. But to just one more time soak in her image. That what fills your soul with the beauty this world should hold. For she is all things that are right in your life. To just get one more moments glance. This is a powerful short, uniquely conveyed and perfectly penned
Gwen x  

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