This is a poem I wrote to a friend of mine who lost his grandpa...
The fragile bonds that hold us,
Can be broken in a second.
The fragile bonds that hold us,
Can tear at anything.
The slightest whisper of wind,
The shock of thundering waves,
The bullet drilling through your skin.
The fragile bonds that bind us,
Lead us to each other.
The fragile bonds that bind us,
lead us to our love.
The love that makes the world go round,
The love that keeps the peace,
The love that helps your heart,
Beat through the pain…
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Short stories +++
PoetryA few short stories (mostly exams in English) and some poems... really nothing to do with each-other, but easier then lots of different links ;) Enjoy :D
