Sunday, April 15, 2012

Was on hold for awhile*

Was on hold for awhile*


Withered away and gone is the tears
Many a broken heart for so many years
Torture and turmoil that was of no relief
Deep rooted in being, it had its belief
But the only thing that did the trick at all
Was when that one heard their heart with Love, answer the call


Dom*Colucci 2012

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