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Thursday, 16 January 2014

Tour of my soul

I took you there
Led you in blindfolded
Finger on your lips so you wouldn't make a sound
I didn't know where I was taking you
You didn't question where we were going
We made many stops along the way
Made love many times
Said goodbye so many more

I ran away, you stopped me
I shed tears, you captured them
I faltered, you carried me

Neither of us knew what would happen
When we hit the core of my soul
I'd been there many times was disciplined to handle it

But you were unprepared
For the nothing that lay within me

Valerie Masters

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