i hate to see yall cry,
but hopefully your tears
SYMBOLIZE,
the washin away of old pain...
Bringing in the sunshine
of brighter tmrws
filt with divine love,
But make no mistakes
i left you with my
warm embrace
in such a cold world,
Time has a way of stealin
our most prized possessions,
yet giving us gifts
when we least expected,
Time stole me from you
& lost me
behind the walls
of my own heart,
errected to protect me
from all the hurt,
Butthru the eyes of the storms
if we look hard enuff
we can find rainbows,
of acceptance of circumstance
not defeat:
THE POT OF GOLD,
i mean no harm
whenev[...]
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