I hope you have better reasons for loving that preson than being greatful that he doesn't hit you..
mess up the title, sorry.
As I look into the moon lit sky, I see the stars shining bright.
They look just like my angel's eyes, Dark and blue and full of light.
The darkness holds me like your hands. Cold and soft like velvet.
It was something that was oh so grand, like when we'd just met.
I felt the cold let go of me, as it was almost dawn,
I knew we'd never come to be, everything would soon be gone.
Although we will never be,
I hope you'll always remember me.
Last edited by royal cutie pain; Jun 22, 2006 at 01:52 PM.
I hope you have better reasons for loving that preson than being greatful that he doesn't hit you..
well, i'm gonna change this poem . hope u'll come back and comment
lots better
huge improvement compared to the last one![]()
well, go check my pervious poems i have made, they r awesome! well, that's what others say.
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