Engulfed in flames.
She burns
Her soul Is lost.
Her love is gone.
What has she become.
A pile of ash.
Doomed to be swept away
by current, by air
by rain she seeps,
into the ground she goes.
She rots in hell.
Will anyone ever know
the tortchure she went threw.
She is burned to the ground.
Long forgotten.
The rain starts to pour.
Out goes the fire.
Her love is lost for all of us.
Her ashs soaked then carried up by wind.
Threw into the sea.
She washes away to some foreign shore.
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Umm poems and stories. Written by yours truely. And some song lyrics for bands. :D ccheck em' out.
I would say they are boring but you have to see for your self and decide
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love isn't love unless you can't be seperated from one another. And when you are all you think about is your partner. And you over-use the words i love you.
16// bi~sexual//taken (:
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love isn't love unless you can't be seperated from one another. And when you are all you think about is your partner. And you over-use the words i love you.
16// bi~sexual//taken (:
[img:563e9992f1]http://i480.photobucket.com/albums/rr165/boobabe616/meagain.jpg[/img:563e9992f1]