Jul 09, 2005 19:07
"Gracefully Gold"
There she lay,
High above,
Looking at the night,
Elegant like a dove,
Lying on a cloud,
She doesn't care,
To face the world,
She doesn't dare.
Confusion and chaos,
It's a horrible place,
Emotions and troubles,
She should never face.
I fly up and meet her,
We watch the stars,
The beautiful lights,
So close, So far.
My
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