Chris Mackie

Darkness shrouds my house
It has no windows or doors
There is no way back in
Everything is gone
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This grey barren land we roam
A place we once called home
Where trees and plants once grew
And skies were clear and blue
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With heavy heart
I stand here
overlooking the sea...
I long to see your face
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And as I kissed her...
My surroundings becomes silent...
and time stood still
There is no past, no future
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Bowed with the weight of anguish
head down...
Darkness consumes him...
as he battles up a hill against the odds
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Surrounded by the forest of dreams
She danced beneath the shimmering stars
To the rhythm of water from a nearby lake
And it was there...
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As I sit here in our special place
The sweet smell of her perfume echoes in my mind
And as the dark clouds drown the sunlight...
I set sail in a teardrop...
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I am a reluctant spectator
A seeker of solace...
I travel by foot
on arid plains of disillusion
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A glow spread from her.
And her colors began to appear...
Colors she thought she never had
My world opened to a beautiful infinite expanse
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Storm clouds blanket the sky
Dark and gray, they come rolling by
Rain thrashes down, stinging my face
It hits me head on as I pick up the pace
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