Sleepless Composer
Friday, October 5, 2012
Nightmares
My heart wrenches with pain.
My soul quivers-
All at the mere thought of losing you.
The heavens will cry;
Blood will fall and wash over me-
You are my love,
My life source,
My peace,
Wake me up from this wretched nightmare.
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