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Tell me if it pains you still.

Tell me if it pains you still.
__________________________

Our young hearts
didn't stand a chance

Against the destiny chosen
By that of you~

Could you see our love
such innocence between
Us two?

( Is it truly up to you god
To much such decisions )

Shattered our dreams
Closed our eyes
~ to beautiful vision's

I ask you god
if it pains you still

To witness my tears
Upon you reclaiming
~ my Will,

This love in my heart
Unavailable to heal,

Tell me god
For what do you feel

I ask you god
if it pains you still

Do you regret your decision
Blinded by my precision

~A love you can never take
Make, nor re-create,

All for what god
Whos fate,

Were you there god
As his final breath escaped

As mine suffocated within
A broken clock face,

Frozen between the life
We had planned,

Stuck between the light
Of love,

I ask you god, for what fate

Now that Time is forever late
Always behind in time ,

Moments i cannot touch
Nor hold in fleshly part's

For what of destiny
~ once torn apart,

Have you any aching to share
~ I ask you god,
For what part is fair

My love inside down here
~ my will, his heart up there

Tell me if it pains you still
~ if at all you ever cared

You broke a love to pieces
A love beyond compare.

~ I ask you god,
have you any pain to bear

The choice you made
~ reclaiming my Will
Tell me if it pains you still

Nardine Sanderson 06/04/2015.
for William.P 1980~2000.

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