Sky is crying
Wind is colde
Your hands are missing
Earth all barren
Lyfe is dying
Nature unfoldes
You are missing
Eyes are sad as sad eyes always are
No matter how much I run to the, you will always be too far
Lying downe all hope gone
Just darkness now
I am alone
Friday, January 13, 2006
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4 comments:
I just love death. This was great!
Sad. Sweet. The archaic language is a nice touch, and works well with the subject matter.
Very and dark and very good!! :)
stark and simple; thanks
lotsa luv ann xxxxx
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