We know deep inside
That the world can burn itself
So many men full of pride
Trying to mess up with life and death
We may stand alone in this place
Where hearts are hard
And shortened is our breath
But if we can hold our hands in the midst of chaoas
And if our eyes can meet in the turmoil of pain
We will have found the key
That unlock the doors of eternity
This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.
So true… Felt this deeply. Your words have such depth to them.
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Thanks a lot! Happy you liked them Mona
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I did! You’re welcome 😀
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Very powerful message, Marie. Amazing response to the prompt. ❤
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Thanks a lot Lisa!
I like prompts for they give me the opportunity to dig deep inside.
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If we can hold our hands, it could unlock the doors of eternity…. ❤ ❤ so true
Wish it could be done!!! xxx
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Thank you Carrie.
Wish it too. If you are many to wish maybe it can happen.
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💝💝💝💝💝💝🙈
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Thanks a million Yiena!
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My pleasure dear~💝🥰
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