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true love
written by freakroses06:37 PM 9/19/04true love as delicate as lace,
HE IS WATCHING HER.
a pool of silver water and a single red rose,
HE IS STILL WATCHING.
He stands above me with big brown eyes,
HE IS HOLDING A KNIFE.
i skry the water bowl ,for my loves fragile future,
I SEE HIM KISSING ANOTHR GIRL.
the silver water fuses red with blood,
HE IS WATCHING HER
what is this evil urging me to do ,
HE IS WAITING FOR HER.
i was possesed i knew what i would do,
SHE SAW HIM STANDING UNDER THE MOON.
i saw him smileing like many a time,
SHE PLUNGED THE KNIFE INTO HIS THROAT.
i didnt stop till blood i saw,
HE BACKED AWAY WITH FEAR.
he slumped back,
SHE BENT DOWN AND KISSED HIM LIGHTLY,
AS BLOOD SHE SAW HIS BLOOD SHE DRANK, IMMORTALITY FLOWED THROUGH HER VEINS,
THE SILVER LAKE WAS SILVER NO MORE. |
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SORRY BOUT THE CAPS i couldnt find the ittalics
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Darkwolfgirl (9-19-2004 - 06:50 PM)
| awesome, i absolutely love it. |
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