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Parallel
LAYING HERE
wishing i could hold you,a million thoughts run though my head.
THIS THE END OF THE INNOCENCE
even a a prayer can't change what's been done.When I think back to the beginning ny mind fills with thoughts of what was.
BUT TIMES ARE DIFFERNT NOW
there's water breaking under the bridge and I don't know if it is strong enough to survive.The stones that make the walkway are solid, stained with the eternal love we once shared.
BUT THE WATER IS FILLED WITH THE MITAKES
Will IT EVER BE THE SAME?
seeming so apart, it will never be as it was,but if you read between the lines of what hand has dealt us...you will see there is still
HOPE
Everyday I want to be there physcially,it means you're in my mind.
IN MY MIND
I wish i could look into your eyes and see the spark that used to shine so brightly it's light would drown out any darkness.
THAT HAD BEFALLEN US

Heath 12-1998

It Was
Regrettably, she made me feel like there was something wrong.
I needed fixed

The eyes that made me know that I never had to look much farther pressed against mine, only inches.
WHY NOW< WHY ME??
Can't she see she's closing up.Showered in love,she can handle the children, Showing them everyday how much she does'nt need Daddy.
That does'nt mean they don't. Daddy physically can't handle the delicate walks and the smiles just don't come quick enough.
CRASH Down comes the material-the victim of his anger. He either stores it up or beats it into the ground. Never once did she see herself in this scene being conjoured,Always seemingly safe...In the Safe World.
The world that would make the children's life safe from the evil signs of the father.Safer from the Miestro that conducts this Circus of Chaos, or so it appears.
To me or shall we say HIM his carton is pouring out and from the other side sticks a syphon, slowing being refilled with the purer fluid.

Heath January 18, 2000