poemish

Dec 27, 2006 06:53

from the morning when I rise from my bed
to the evening when I lay my head in slumber
the loss of you does wreck my days
leaves me with a violent hunger
I will never be free from you
untill I escape the lion's jaw
there's no welcome in the end
there's no reason to return again

so many good memorys
now its time a special death is in order

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Wow anonymous January 11 2007, 08:01:44 UTC
This is beautiful.

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