Fighting for the Last.....

A Poem by TripleCK

Pretty lights

Rush of blood

Summer days

Blissful times

A ring to wear

A hand to hold

Deepening words

Clouded thoughts

Secrets kept

Far away

Hidden messages

Another night

You said you'd never

You lied.

Author's Note

I write what comes to me, meaning what I write happens or has happened to me.

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Added on April 19, 2010
Last Updated on April 19, 2010

I have 2 beautiful daughters, an incredible husband, and a new little baby on the way. Life is better. more..

Love

Remembering

Hmmm