Cold ComfortA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenCold comfort I have carved my name in acid, graffiti tears upon your heart. So that you will not forget that I was once there. Each time you breathe you will feel my touch within your chest and clasp my fading memory to your sweet and tender breast. As pangs of thorny questions rack your mind, consider how indifference killed the warmth that you once had. Remember well that love is not to take, and all true love is simply but to give. 26/05/13
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Added on May 26, 2013Last Updated on May 26, 2013 AuthorJohn Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more.. |

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