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The end for our seventh night conclusion
Contributed by
Devil_in_disguise
on
Tuesday, 17th October 2006 @ 02:27:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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It’s the Grim Reaper within me I fear.
That who breaks through my skin while hearing Devil's rhythm
And the requiem I beg for my soul…
Only you could give birth to it.
Tattoo memories held by your mind into your heart.
Because it’s from those memories that our love will heal each of its wounds, while I am far away, in body only...
And beautiful, while praying for those left behind, take a time for asking God “When are you going to spill your chalice right into our frozen romance?”
There’s a poisoned arrow in my left shoulder,
And I am afraid of death, even afraid of time.
For its intact disillusion powers my illogical revolution.
And in my search for glory persuaded by magical witnesses
I stand still, watching THE END FOR OUR SEVENTH NIGHT CONCLUSION.
The blooming of our life well may kill us with its final thorn, but the pages I plan to write and the pages you have written, secretly judging the mystery of our kiss…
No flame will burn it baby…
Cause it’s frozen beautiful…
Frozen beautiful…
Our love… it’s deep frozen.
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Re: The end for our seventh night conclusion
(User Rating: 1 ) by aliengirl on
Wednesday, 18th October 2006 @ 03:49:33 PM AEST (User
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Beautiful...
what a write...
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