Forgotten Ecstasy
In this world mydreams blend among forgotten colors of ecstasy The rain falls The wind blows My heart breaks silently No one knows The clock ticks Life goes And I still try to learn why my heart is so cold without you Determine my melancholy
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Whenever I have the time, I come here to engage in poetic prayers =)) "Never forget the three powerful resources you always have available to you: love, prayer, and forgiveness.” H. Jackson Brown, Jr.
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