Tuesday, August 18, 2015

PoBLURetry: Till Death Do Us Meet




~ Born to meet you.

Born separated.

~ Stolen from you.

Brainwashed to forget.

~ Flown like a smiling kite in the wind.

Floating on by.

Swallowed by hell,

Out of the BLUE.

~ Resurrected dead inside,

till soul 'Brand New'.

~ Eyes opened for the first time;

like an alien being,

on a foreign planet?

Calling you,
but I don't know your name?
I just,
know you.....

Longing,

for HOME.

~ I will be there one day!

~ AND ON THAT DAY!!!!!

I will meet you.



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