Although I feel the warmth inside,
Creation of a love untol'd;
Heaven now discreetly hides
Terrors of what 'round me roll'd.
Utter joy or loaded gun
Never will the truth unfoll'd;
Gloomily I ask for none
But I do wish to love and hold
All that I cannot embrace...
Before I deemed all wants too cold
Yet now I want to see her face...
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Inspiration out of the blue... I think it turned out pretty well.
[shrugs]
Then again, what do I know?
Post je objavljen 01.05.2005. u 17:18 sati.