<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=567064" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>ode to Karen C.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ode to Karen C.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She sang love songs, of rainy days and Mondays, <br>Moon dust in your hair of gold and <br>Starlight in your eyes of blue—<br>Yet her broken heart just never knew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her relentless pursuit left her empty soul<br>Though love all abound her<br>And fans did scream for perfection, <br>In her eyes there just was no pot of gold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her life was a jigsaw-<br>But could never make all the pieces fit-<br>For her own self love did hide itself<br>In struggles of pain and guilt.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She sang this masquerade, you're the one I love, with angelic tones, <br>And no one could compare.<br>A silken voice so quelled in secrets<br>Suffering she just could not share.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her aching heart no one ever knew, <br>It smiled and laughed yet cried real tears-<br>Yet when finally revealed so scarred<br>Letting it go was always the true fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God saw fit to take you at 32<br>Into his arms to further sing those melodies.<br>And those of us who love and miss you, <br>For yes we've only just begun a song for you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Michel Antoine<br> April 15,2012</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michel+Antoine">Michel Antoine</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=567064" data-title="Ode to Karen C. de Michel Antoine" data-description="Ode to Karen C. She sang love songs, of rainy days and Mondays, Moon dust in your hair of gold and Starlight in your eyes of blue— Yet her broken heart just never knew. Her relentless pursuit left her empty soul Though love all abound her An..."></div> </div> </div>

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