Til the End of Time
Dripping with hatred and anger since birth,
Angel from heaven appeared bearing self-worth,
New flame lit at a time of confliction,
The blessed feeling dawned an addiction,
Love came soon after amidst the struggle,
A beautiful rose grew out of the rubble,
Yet anxiety and fear doused the roaring flame,
Awake in the ashes no longer impervious to pain
Awaiting this love I will forever remember,
Perfection in life only exists as tiny embers,
Longing for these beloved embers to reignite,
Until the end of time for this will I fight
Copyright © Chris Guaglianone | Year Posted 2011
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