Dove

I once had a pure white dove
But it flew away.

Now all I have is a dark black bird 
For eternity.

The pure white dove was you
And I let you go

Now the darkness inside of me
Consumes my heart and soul

Never again will I feel the warmth of your hand in mine
Nor will I have the comfort as our hearts intertwine

Some people may like me
Others may feel love

But all of them will fly away
Like my pure white dove.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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