Asking For Peace
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Saving graces keeping me alive, prayers being said
and given to heaven to help me carry on.
Sorrow holding a place always in my heart, ready
at a moment's notice to let it's tears flow into
my existence.
Carrying all the loneliness and emptiness with it,
as I roam around in it's chambers, asking for the
peace I know won't come until I begin writing again.
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