What gives
What am I to you
What are you to me
Suddenly I am afraid of losing you,
to the point of tears
What to give,to hear your whispers again,
and to see those sweet tears on your face
The image of you burned into my soul
I will carry you with me into darkness
Most desired darkness
posted by Dust | 7:14 AM
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hmm..i have one
The coming of the night
Sleep again
Such sadness
Like the coming of
The grief
Found only in dreams
Waves of tireness
Followed by the drowning
Of the wind
Into an abyss
Of inner things
The poor teared junkies
She doesnt know
Why all dreams
Are sad
Why there's no more love
Why staying awake
Even in the silence
Seems like heaven
In comparison
The sleep
The coming of death
Heavy apostlement
comment. go get urself a tag board. u study html shld be better than mine. =D later.
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