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Whisper of the Dove23:19 May 03 2013
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Sitting upon this porch step here,
Reminesing everything I hold dear,
Long past days,
And happy dark nights,
We walked upon deaths doorstep,
Two darkened souls of misery,
Begging for your forgiveness,
Darkness surrounds us,
Like a well fitted glove,
Nothing escapes its grasp,
Except for a little white dove,
It's a bird of hope and strength,
Dying with every pasing hour,
Withering away,
Like a forgotten flower.
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