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A whispered cry (Free verse) by donmiguel1960
Breathing has become very toilsome
Typical joys of life have been lost.
Losing all signs of being wholesome.
Love has come at to great a cost
No joy in sleep
No joy in light
Thoughts so deep
A losing plight
The heart plays a melody
of death and pain.
Choruses through the body
singing as itâs brutally slain
A whispered cry
never leaves the soul
Not wanting to try
only paying the toll
Searching desperately for relief
or simple a way out.
Emotions shattered on the reef
only leaving troubles and doubt
Eyes filled with tears
looking over the dark murky sea.
Golden waives exposing fears
begging that God will set me free.
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