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Dodano: 21 LISTOPADA 2008

Fallen...

 

 

As I draw up my breath,
And silver fills my eyes.
I kiss her still,
For she will never rise.

On my weak body,
Lays her dying hand.
Through those meadows of Heaven,
Where we ran.

Like a thief in the night,
The wind blows so light.
It wars with my tears,
That won't dry for many years.

"Love's golden arrow
At her should have fled,
And not Deaths ebon dart
To strike her dead."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Dying Bride

Komentarze

l70cm zrób koniecznie (:
23/11/2008 15:40:40
l70cm zapraszam, pięknie u nas *;
23/11/2008 10:25:29
~ileczka90 oj tak, zasypało mnie na maxa :DD. u mnie w górach jest teraz dużo duuużo śniegu, hehe. ale nie martw się, u Ciebie też spadnie (:.
22/11/2008 22:54:45