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Imprints

door killea

Imprints




The glorious days are over
you had orders to go
acceptance, a state of mind
this, a paradigm, I know
nights and days together
left us totally spent
I felt desolate, inconsolable
on the day that you went
your big footprints
cast in the snow
tall, straight, dignified

you walked away
in your military stride
you turned around
called my name
honey, don't cry
I'll be right back again
imprints did melt
slowly, over night
accept the cards dealt
I hate what you do
but against all odds
'til then, I'll just love you
closing the door, a metaphor
as you returned
to your war....


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUN9Oye5yeY

feedback van andere lezers

• dichtduvel
  Yes, it's no fun being a concubine! j
  killea: you have no idea, dichtduvel
  xx
  j
• andremoortgat
  Against all odds...
  keep loving
  killea: will do, thank you Andre
  xx
  j
• julien_maleur
  I liked it.
  JM
  killea: thank you Julien
  xx
  j
• CHRIS
  wie oorlog maakt
  wie terug vecht
  er is geen winnaar
  er zijn alleen verliezers
  killea: indeed Chris
  xx
  j

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