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Without a Trace
Too many years have come and gone, since I found myself lost without you... The ticking tock of time moves on, and My Muse says nothing new...
You come to me just like a dream, your voice sings out so clear... You say you want to know me, and I feel you draw me near...
Six months of sharing weekly, all the intricacies of your life... Laughter, tears, forgiveness, and the many years of strife...
A young woman you have become, you agree upon a face to face... You promise you won't leave again, and then you're gone without a trace...
I must admit I am not surprised, though you have left me confused... I will confess I would trade our time, rather than be left feeling bemused...
Just so you know I will still be here, if you would like to try once again... With open arms and a loving heart, hoping my sacrifice is not in vain...
In His Word-With His Love,
©Kesia Shelton~Miller
~aka~
Nasty Angel
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