My life

by CIEL   Apr 8, 2006


I saw a hand
in this deep dark
soul of mine
calm and soft, full of lark

He pulled me out
of this agony emptiness
his gentle and warm hand
led me out into completeness

This completeness is like dew
on the morning grass
Pure and fresh
I feel..as a reborn lass

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