OUR SOULS PASS

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  • Lost Love

    OUR SOULS PASS

    OUR SOULS PASS


    I LOOK AT YOU AND WONDER WHAT DID I REALLY SEE
    YOUR CHARM AND YOUR STYLE SOMEHOW HAD BLINDED ME.
    A VEIL FULL OF SHADOWS COVERED MY ALMOND SHAPED EYES
    THE SOUND OF YOUR VOICE SEEMED TO SOME HOW HYPNOTIZE
    THE TOUCH OF YOUR SKIN AND THE ENERGY THAT IT GAVE LEFT ME WANTING MORE AND MORE TIL I WAS LOST IN A DAZE
    I DREAMPTED OF A LIFE, ONE FOR ETERNITY WITH YOU
    ONE FILLED WITH LAUGHTER UNTIL ONE DAY IT ALL TURNED BLUE
    HOW WICKED IS ONE’S LOVE TO TURN SO ICY COLD
    WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN YOU WAKE UP AND THE DREAM IS NO MORE
    THE VEIL IS REMOVED THE EYES CAN NOW SEE
    THAT THE ONE WHO SHARED YOUR LOVE WAS NOT MEANT TO BE.
    I SEE HIS FACE BUT ITS ORDINARY AND HIS CHARM HAS NOW DECEASED
    HIS VOICE IS NOT THE ONE WHO SPEAKS SO GENTLE AND SO SWEET
    REALITY BEGINS AS LIFE CIRCLES CANNOT BE COMPLETE
    HERE I AM ONCE AGAIN LOOKING FOR THE MAN MADE JUST FOR ME.


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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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