by me: TalaWenZee (WMZ/Wendy M. Z. )
Through that darkened corridor
over the bridge and past the moor
of broken lives and fragmented bone
of hearts weakened but a will of stone
To the dungeon of despair
you made your way and found me there
With just one look you unlocked my chains
releasing me from centuries of pain
Your only weapons far as I could see
a hand grenade and a smile for me
A wish, a hope and a prayer
Your faith helped to get me there.
And on that night, you set me free
You'll never know what it meant to me.
Hand grenades, eight balls and a smile
Is all I needed all the while.
WMZ 2014
Monday, April 28, 2014
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