One of those moods...

[huxley]

overwhelming sorrow
and fathomless regret
one soul alone was needed
one soul alone was left
among the millions and the many
hearts covered and strayed
a single soul worth more
with whom I should have stayed
resounding strength, still fragile
the damage has been done
reverse the clock, turn back the hands
would still your heart be won?
among the millions and the many
one soul alone in need
the slightest chance to win, my love
would I have stayed? indeed.

 

[applesbliss]

That was excellent Huxley! I may have to print it out.
Australia has brought out the poetic side.
Keep up the good work

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"she swears she'll turn around
turn around for good
she swears she'll turn around
turn around for sure
you know you'll run around
run around for her
you know you want to know so pure"

 

[~* s p r o u t *~]

*sprouthug*