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Ecstasy (A poem by Blake Grantham)
Brittle hearts become broken glass,
bitter memories of the past.
Lonely thoughts in solitude;
hoping that the pain won’t last
Loving you has set me free
from the invisible chains of reality.
All the tears have left my eyes;
hold me and I’m in ecstasy