Pam Eszpnal


I grasp onto every little promise I made searching for the right words to say.
I would keep my head in the clouds and not want to hear a sound.
I feel miracles flying between the winds as the lavender sky rises in a night so dim.
I feel like a hero, just holding and holding onto courageous memories that will never fade, keeping me the same.
I love dancing in the rain, but yet it makes me feel so powerless, wanting to keep my faith.
I sometimes feel afraid when you are no longer here, the th

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