Heat

13 November 2008
As the warmth of the heat caresses my skin,

Little did i realize something deep down within,

Something i could feel but what was i to gain,

From this burning emotion called pain,

Penetrating the sorrows of one's inner soul,

Love is god's wretched evil tool,

Without it i could never feel whole,

The clouds darkened and saved my day,

The warm heat was swept away,

Thus ending my dismay,

Till i had nothing left to say,

Upon the happiness that was at bay,

Which leaves me once a day,

Through the suns ray.

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