Friday, July 2, 2004

Dreamspace

I'll know it's you with crimson dew
On the dark wings of an angel forbidden
As this angel does so weep with crimson tears
Do I smile away the years
A new awakening...
But I do not enjoy my fate
.....Fifteen years.....
You missed my chest by inches with your sword
If you ask for help...
I will not but use the sword as my own
© 2004

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