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You

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You by Jonas Hyde My ain eyes open, Consumed by the darkness of my solitude, Ensnared within the shackles of my love, In a prison of choice. Choice, Weigh my fate on the scales of your tide, The heaven of your love, The hell of your denial. Deny me, And … Continue reading →

Holiday Tears

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Holiday Tears by Jonas Hyde Eyes open, as if a rising sun, over a horizon of anguish, of sorrow. “Daughter do not frown, for on this day the family is as one,” he whispers softly. “But father I weep, I cry, not for the moment I have, but for the … Continue reading →