well. I am alone and heartbroken. But i will not forget nor let die this love. So every day i will compose some poetry for my love. whom i may never speak to or see again less it is in my dreams.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
My Demise
So none shall see, What is to be, Through all my dreams, It does seem, Cloaked in the shadows, My foe creeps, To my demise, That foe is me.
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