Ending MiraclesA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenImage: londonlee.comEnding Miracles The evening sun is perfect for the bronzing of my bones even though your deception leaves bitter undertones. For I have been there often let down by female guile and on each sad occasion recovery takes a while. But I surrender easily and build up a thick skin so I will regain hope and seek again to win. And when the music ends and you stop and look around you will never see again the miracle you found. 08/08/13 © 2013 John Alexander McFadyenAuthor's Note |
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Added on August 8, 2013Last Updated on August 8, 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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