At the Mid Hour of Night

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye;
And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air,
To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there,
And tell me our love is remember'd, even in the sky. Then I sing the wild song 'twas once such pleasure to hear!
When our voices commingling breathed, like one, on the ear;
And, as Echo far off through the vale my said orison rolls,
I think, oh my love! 'tis thy voice from the Kingdom of Souls,
Faintly answering still the notes that once were so dear.
-Thomas Moore

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 My empty, broken heart is left in the pouring rain to soak up   my tears. 

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You may see me struggle,

but you won't see me fall.

Regardless if

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My love for you is like the raging sea,

So powerful and deep it will forever be.

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Losing Touch

 

 It was about friendship

Changing perceptions, losing touch

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NEEND UD GAYI PATA HI NA CHALA

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I Realize That I Love You

The sunshine appears to be brighter.

My heart feels a bit lighter.

More beautiful