he haunts me in dreams
I see his silhouette dance across landscapes of golden
light and autumn
...in my dreams...
his soft eyes see through my tortured soul
vanishing any hope for fantasy..
I'm broken by his silence to a love unseen,
blood soaked feathers rained down,
my wingless angel so broken falls gracefully from the sky,
to waiting arms...to waiting arms...
Posted on October 1, 2009 at 7:25am — 1 Comment
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u say hoz all gong...!!!
our examz are also comming near
we hade function in our school on friday
we enjoyed a lot........and ya good luck !!!
lol
so hows r ya?
x0x0 louisa
ends nang mga hair sa barbies???
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