damage raging to love but thinking how could love be so wronge nothing is real fake to think that every thing is a bitter hope maybe every living pasion though dust and water an braking crying thoughts that feelings are the one holding and meanding souls that knowing writting a love song to the one loving but to know that not being loved back as runing alone as thicker to the knife is stuck inside a soul though hurtness
a world of dreams knowing streagth sometimes comes within beauty may die of sorrow heart beating belonging of pasion thought out roses never run the smell of love faith, glory , wisdom songs playing a filed wishing stars upon light flicker a dimound eyes tough blue skies shimmer forever may stay hoping praying morsey the suffer love another that never dieing finding heaven and back to hear a calling angel from above to feel a hand on that speaks the cry to become one arrows cross a dama of life standing alone on the raising until the good bye without a singel word to cry thinking the world is coming apart standing without a thought in drowning blood thicker then water it self souls may find hope to feel love and to be love as an every lasting feeling to cry
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zenraven
05:31 Apr 27 2009
i like that one.. it is very stong and you speak like you have been it or lived .. even if you had that is still amazing.