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Post by Vincent Darkheart on Jan 21, 2007 16:02:19 GMT 1
(unamed) final frost, came from winters bliss forgotten symphonies played from ice trying today, that final kiss death a tragedy, others a vice
thinking here you try to see, what has taken over how has it come to be looking at me as a lover
waiting around a corner, no one seems to know, if youve been in my shoes you would be no mourner
(yet again) the fated romance, of one boys heart started on one, when new arrives, he tried to find, that one for him, found her now, though hes stuck with other,
he cant harm them, those fragile hearts, what must he do, but wait it through, (sorry, couldnt help it) he doesnt play, so he waits waiting for a time of fate.
as one moved in, he said yes he met her then, it causes stress under fire, in neutral places, his mind shuts down, the thought races
two of them, hes split in twain, knowing not, of what to do should he just, wait it through, he cannot hide, and cant complain
his interest peaks, at one in common, the other now, not forgotten, his mind is muddled, something new if he waits, the others through
these two i havent named, the last one, though might lose that title, im still not too sure about it though
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