Peace in the darkA Poem by A Bohemian Woman
It was a bright midsummer morning spell
I watched my friend as they held my hand They were beauty, they were grace The brazen eyes, the raven hair We had many run ins before this day I saw it then, knew they had wept In a silent plea they held my hand I knew it then, for they were death Had my heart cleared of emptiness © 2020 A Bohemian Woman |
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Added on May 30, 2020 Last Updated on May 30, 2020 Author
A Bohemian WomanBohemia, Czech RepublicAboutThere's a room in a hotel in New York City, that shares our fate and deserves our pity. I don't want to remember it all, the promises I made if you just hold on. (Twin Skeleton's - FOB) I love .. more..Writing
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