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windows of life

A long cold road
A decade ago in minutes forever
Emptiness across grass that cried
Never watered always dried
No swiftly subtitle breeze
No kindle for fire
Nor ease the cold
Words of silence within my head
Not one poisoned flower
Was fed
No life outside
Deaths rose bed
Thorns scattered around
Inside bleeding bound
To heal but stained floor
of spilt disgrace
Treatment of an abandoned
Angel of grace
Roses of tormenting wilt
Emptiness rained in pouring drops
The angel so willingly drank
Drowning within the darkness
That shackles her mind
Till it was blank
Turned to the windows of life
Amongst the shattered glass
Begging for the light to enter
Escaping thus hell
At last.

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Nardine Sanderson

No really thank you in all seriousness, for your continued friendship, means the world to me, love you sweet Cherie xoxo number

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Nardine Sanderson

I'm not sure how number got on the end of that lol, i blame my phone

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Dear Poetess Nardine Sanderson,

Good write, Thanks for sharing, My applause, My vote, I love the below lines

Angel of grace
Roses of tormenting wilt
Emptiness rained in pouring drops
The angel so willingly drank
Drowning within the darkness
That shackles her mind
Till it was blank
Turned to the windows of life
Amongst the shattered glass
Begging for the light to enter
Escaping thus hell
At last.

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you dear brother sir Williamsji, much respect and love, nardine xoxo

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