angel of dark
dreams & life
may thee grace
this young heart
by not letting
another fall
as i beg
may the light filter
the days
over take time
as life beat on
fluttering past
making each farther
from before
as the beats speed up
as tears and hair collide
protects one from the
cold world
that the dark angel runs
as the warm blankets dont
seem so warm as before
View User's Journal
|
|||||||||||||||
|
|||||||||||||||
