Aug 06, 2007 21:35
i could see the light
the light at the end of the tunnel.
i could smell the sweetness
the sweetness of eternal bliss.
somehow i could pictures us
holding hand down the auzzie coast.
too bad bliss came to a stop
pieces for sale come take me please.
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Turn the page: Eroded, crusted, colours faded.
A brief whirlwind of possibility, of bliss.
Stolen, in another breath.
Guess it's not meant to be. But don't lose heart... *BIG HUGS!*
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