A crescent wave
Beneath me shakes
A shriek of pain
With a path to make.
Increasing feeling
At heaven’s gate
A shout in anger
A forlong fate.
A pain removed
In life’s last fake
A silent thank you
For a moments break.
April 1st, 2006 § 0 comments
A crescent wave
Beneath me shakes
A shriek of pain
With a path to make.
Increasing feeling
At heaven’s gate
A shout in anger
A forlong fate.
A pain removed
In life’s last fake
A silent thank you
For a moments break.
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