Love Lies Bleeding

 

 

Love lies bleeding like a wounded soldier

A spear through its heart

Cannon fodder without consequence

Trampled into the mud of life

Gasping in the throes of death

Is there hope for salvation?

There is a promise of a better life

Can we hold out long enough for it?

The gift is freely given

Will we accept it?

Time will tell

 

 

By Prerafaelite © July 2001

 

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