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BE-HALLOWED LOVE
 
Though death has claimed my only love,
I thought I heard his voice above
The alter where we knelt to pray,
On our be-hallowed wedding day.

In silent moments of the night
I sit me down and start to write.
The pen and ink upon the page
Remind me of a broken sage.

The will to live has been denied
Its right to claim this mortal prize.
With mem'ries singed by death's decay,
The dead must have their stone cold say.

In wearied silence now I sit,
Alone with only candles lit.
A broken heart does not beat well...
With only secrets left to tell.
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The WORD PAINTING Challenge
Host: Wooleyman (Brian)

By MissSharon

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The WORD PAINTING Challenge with Wooleyman (Brian) .. read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The WORD PAINTING Challenge with Wooleyman (Brian) .. read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The WORD PAINTING Challenge with Wooleyman (Brian) .. read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The WORD PAINTING Challenge with Wooleyman (Brian) .. read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)


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