Echoes
Echoes of lives exist in a world of hope;
Giving entrance to emotions lost and bounding to strength that was gone.
Ultraviet symphony of souls.
Night carries no more fear.
Intemsly gazing through the days to come;
Wasting the threads of the undone;
Espousing only to the hearts you've won.
By Christy Teas
Copyright © Christy Teas | Year Posted 2016
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