Yet

Yet

A Poem by forfila

Dearest, aim from now in the clearest thought

The love that is there, the train of your thought

Tears bleed to just hurt, all to tear us all

Spare a thought, for all the fear you have caused

 

Rainy days we innocently played

Paid tenfold for the blood we gave

Attempting to tame, the stealing of grace a spirits raped

Yet, God bless the smile of the children everyday

© 2009 forfila


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