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yosph
His Heart


Awakened from slumber
Sweating from being terrified
Finding himself in a whole new world
The last memory was of a man in a black cloak
With a sharp edged tool
His owner's chest soaked
Could have sworn he had died
From being played for a fool

Remembered brick by brick
The walls were built round
Now in this new world he's free
With a view so pleasant
Yet he's a bit hesitant
On the ground rubbles remains
His owner now seems sane
Mind in the right frame

Doing everything to find a clue
Out of the blue
An angel his way comes
This must explain everything
Must be in Heaven
Cause such beauty is unparalleled
Turning to his owner
And notices no wings

Looks at her and she has no halo
Thinking oh heck no
Yet there are no flames either
Just his owner and……Beamer
At just the mere mention
The slight impression of her name
Makes him excited
Like wrong has been righted

A Love So Strong
A love that can conquer
He now in her possession
And from her grasp he cannot part
A love for which he has longed
A love which he now embodies
A love he joins with hers
A love which comes from His Heart

¥☼MOI☼¥  21 Apr 09







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