Unknown
these rooms
drama unfolding
mini biographies
spiritual journeys
colliding
changing
forming
reacting.
a man walks into a bar
his story
unknown
her story
unknown
his heaven
her hell
these rooms
life
death
panic
peace
love
despair
hope
unknown
does anyone know
how much
someone loves them
is it fulfilled
does it remain
unknown
do they find it
do they live it
do they accept
enjoy
push away
pull away
deny
realize
the unknown
how do you say
the unknown
how do you
create
a reality
confess
profess
love
adoration
hate
is
despised
but readily accepted
love
is rejected
or unknown
lost
it flourishes
denied
it determines
to grow
does it fade
is it
forgotten
unknown
no.
it lasts
nourished
or
not
it may be
unknown
but
it
always
will
be
Krystle - All rights reserved
The End
I will answer every time you call, &
I will be at your side
I will be your rock, your shoulder
I will be your friend
You'll never have to be alone
I'll be here till the end
The end that never will come.
Krystle - All rights reserved
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