Tragic are the days
Without a hand to hold
When love is miles away
And nights are forever cold
And as those days turn into years
Futility becomes our only lover
The heart begins to lose
Any chance to rediscover
We spend our remaining years
Sad and all alone
Without another person
To call our very own
And we regret the time
We wasted in between
It’s too bad our destiny
Remained unforeseen
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Beautiful
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Thank you ❤️
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WOW, So beautiful and so touching… your word is precious
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Thank you… that means so much to me. 🙂
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WOW, So beautiful and so touching… your word is precious
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I’m just now coming across your comment. Thank you so much, means a lot to me.
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All is good, you are so famous, you get many of similar ones… Keep it up ~M
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Lol…. that’s funny, me famous? I don’t think I’ll ever come close! 😉 I heard about your accident and I really hope you’re doing better. We’ve all been sick here, but slowly getting better. Thanks for always giving me such encouraging words. It means a lot coming from someone I actually know!
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A crying shame!
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