A crushing pain steals the air from my soul
As the stain of my tears burn curves in my mind
With the ache of your pain etched on my heart
A black empty space appears
Where once joy used sit
And where now I wallow
In the depth of despair
where I will reside now forth
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Alan, what words so fair dink-um good man God always comes with how and what we have to do as i got a sign from him and my phone rang last night with good news always with love Normaje