Someone once told me that love was blind
That love was deaf
But it could feel your soul
When it came to the surface of your skin
And sinking back after it had burned
But you feel it dwell among you
Inside a chamber that is not ready to let go
And thought a peaceful parting will never do
Holding the bitter sweet memories in a box
That can never be opened
Until death rewards me and takes my soul from me
Then i will be at rest without Pandora's box.
Author notes
Well this is the love i carry for someone but he must never know that i care for him still.
Written January 30th, 2006
A contest entry
- The Darker Side Of Valentines by blackwizard1988.
300 points, ended February 13, 2006, 4 entries
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Hay good write, very open. I like it, thanx for entering i perticulaly liked this part:
Until death rewards me and takes my soul from me
Then i will be at rest without Pandora's box.
Mysterious very good.
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