My heart aches and twists when we are apart,
a lover’s dilemma and the heart’s lament,
The distance between us an artificial wall,
called circumstance… placing you here
and me there and someone else in your bed.
My heart aches and twists when we are apart,
a lover’s dilemma and the heart’s lament,
The distance between us an artificial wall,
called circumstance… placing you here
and me there and someone else in your bed.
Lucinda Rose 
Heartache strewn within simple words…
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=) Thank you, friend…
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so glad you’re back from the mental holiday!
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Thank you, I am slowly getting back into the swing of things… Give me another week and I will back to posting on a schedule.
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