Poem -

Love like me

an ipifiny grips me like a tightened noose, it will never let go, no matter how hard I pull and plead.

It's grib only tightens around my inner conciousness, demanding that I submit to it's will.

With it's beconing call I feel my legs grushing beneath it's suffocating demand

yet I will not yeild

I shall not back down

I will percervier, for my ultimatum, is absolute.

I began this journey with a mission and nothing will stop me from reaching my goal.harkening the eching call of angel's I always keep and eye on the light and chart my course so that my path never varies, so. Though I walk along the shadow. I am not a member cometh. My day is harkening and I hear the cries all, around. Begin my sorrow day with a smile, and see it all with genuine gaditude, and appriciate all, that I am. I am value, I am love, and fear, and bravery and so much more. As are you, the angel in human form, it is you who guids me and loves me unconditionally, though you drive me so often to madness my attention never lessens, and my admiration only ever grows stronger. Stay in the end with me at the last of days when we are old and still reckless. Be my one and only. my light, my purpose.

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Tim Holtman

I  apalogise ahead of time for the spelling errors. was some what "occupied"

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