Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire. The opposite of to live is to ...
You only feel heartache but once,
for harden the heart becomes,
as a shield of protection is placed
to prevent what once thought of as
love.
Foolish are the years
that had me holding on,
for I have wasted a lifetime
in a world lost without song.
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