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Empty Empty words to speak, what words make meaning of this? Empty arms, not holding the promises of tomorrow. Empty hearts, yet filling rapidly with pain. Empty dreams, never more to be seen or dreamed again. Where once was pools of laughter, dancing lights of glee. Where once was a pool of hope and dreams, Where once life, was full of joy. Now lays pools of blood, split drained of life and empty. Empty warm tears, fall quietly from the hell torn eyes. Nothing makes sense, nor will it ever. Returned and empty whys, fall silent, at the feet, Of all those trying and failing to understand. Empty silence returns, in place of what was life in promise. The echo of silence, where youthful sounds rang out. The promise of a sunrise forever taking, But somehow, We find our way, and know we must. ©Charles E. Collins1999 The night harshly closes in, amplifying all that is wrong. All that is gone, everything that is lost. Ever circling in a tighter band around him. So very lost without her love. So lost and all alone, The fate sealed by a twist in time, And the darkness sets heavy, like a band of darkened steel. Enclosed a heart that had been shared. Lost in a world full of empty sharing, Moving toward nothing, and away from all. Yet the sweet memories seep in, A small warmth to his empty being. Never to be free to give, bound by all that so sweetly was. Lost without that love.. Yet never quite alone. Charles E. Collins @1999 and watched the sun on your face, Watched the way you glide threw life, With such dignity and grace. If I had never met you, My heart would never know The heights that love can take one Where only true love dares to go. If I had never met you, My arms would never be, Enlightened by the touch of you, For what we were meant to see. And in the finial hour, When the sand runs threw the glass, If I had never met you, Much of what I am would never have come to pass. Running deeply to her very core Strength enough to let one lean Walks with open arms always giving more An easy smile the lend of strength A friendly hand to comfort A loving gaze to steady the way. Given freely, definition of a friend Carries her heart in silence Dealing with day to day Sharing in her quiet Stumbles some,will extend a hand Thanking you for your friendship A peach to say the least Thank you for the depth of caring That spreads and lights the way. @1998 Charles E Collins He is gone, ripped away. Taken by an old fool, with nothing left to live for, but afraid to end his own So he takes ours... Rage erupts around me, blinding rage, that takes so much away. Would rather be empty, than filled with rage. Explosions erupt...empty time. Both are gone, one a friend, the other an emptly fool He walked with a smile, a lending hand Laughter was his friend Quick to help,slow to forsake Never to forget.. Promises made, promises kept A true friend missed Another empty ache to bury.. We will join to Patrol another day The day slides by The sun runs its path again, And still I have in you...a friend. The rocky road that twists thru life Streches out into the uncertanty of tomorrow, But by my side is the light of friendship, Carried by the steady hand that wont slip The memories of yesterday Brighten the thoughts of tomorrow Tomorrow built on mistakes and dreams of the past. Remimbering that only friends can last. I deserve better than than this it seems, to make the cut, to stand alone Yet not alone for I can lean. Somewhere along the way is forgotten If ever known at all. The strength in me to carry, What should have been our load. I have learned to love again, By fate in time it has been Able to lean in this passage, On one thats more than friend. Not having to fight alone Not walking all by myself. Giving and recieving love, Tis the way its meant to be. @1998 Charles E. Collins But the warmth is added when she walks in. Not the romance but the friendship lingers close. A reminder that life is good, and she is kind A shoulder wet from tears', A gentle push when needed, Always there always helping, And always the best part of his day. When the way gets blocked with angery words, Or sickness holds you down, Or the silence becomes overpowering, As always there she is, lending strength. And they shell walk as one, hand in hand till the Darkness of the night bids so long. The sound of distant laughter echoes in his ear, Never straying far,never saying good-bye..always in his mind.
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