irreversible enough to live it free
freedom is a condition
not everyone can see
whether in your heart
your minds eye be
I missed the moment,
for you are no longer here
you filled my life
with warmth and cheer
forevermore on and on
Brobdingnagian world
with pockets of space
darkened by the missing
presence in your grace
I remember every detail
of a beautiful face
burdened not to show love
a gift given from the Lord above,
unpleasantly some find it a task
hidden rather within a mask
not appear to be seen weak
they do not know it is a gift
given to the celestial meek.
Pretence knows not why
they fear to begin
hence unhappy features
are saddened within
accepting love be ya tortured sin
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