Daughters Of Light Poem by gregory collins
Daughters Of Light
Something is on my mind,
and it is a dream i planned out for you,
and i know it wasn't what you wanted.
But you must earn the ransom,
like an angel closes her eyes;
spilling tears over the brim of all secrets.
Over a tomorrow that is crippled for life,
and maybe the choice is yours:
A denial i do not mind.
This is very interesting and very deep. Thank you for sharing. Love & hugs, Barbara
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/28/2024 1:11:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
would like to hear you break this one down for me :)