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In my darkest hour
In my darkest hour I lost my soul.
My heart is heavy like the load that I have lost.
The wind doesn't blow because my heart is heavy.
The wind beneath my wings blows know more
My candle has blown out my space is dark now.
That light that once shine so bright has faded away
in darkness just like the light in my darkest hour...
My heart is heavy like the load that I have lost.
The wind doesn't blow because my heart is heavy.
The wind beneath my wings blows know more
My candle has blown out my space is dark now.
That light that once shine so bright has faded away
in darkness just like the light in my darkest hour...
Published 12th Nov 2015
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On the positive side, darkness, being in darkness, gives us the opportunity (the temptation) of "seeing" with our fingers. Since our sight is gone.As we feel each other's fullness - stiffness - our hearts become full of feeling - emotion - feelingful emotion. Numbness is banished as we experience feelingfulness, by touching sensitive parts with great sensitivity. Touching-touching-tenderly-touching those special parts, those forbidden private parts...What do you do with money, riches? You keep it hidden.Likewise you keep those private parts covered up, hidden - for they are a great treasure. When we share our privates with each other, it's like we're trusting our lover with silver and gold, diamonds and pearls !!
28th Nov 2015 2:28am
