the most beautiful sight.. that i saw that night..
white feathers spread, as she took flight..
I just knew we'd be alright..
there was no weakness, there was no fear..
this nervous energy n the one so dear..
willing to give up the past, wanting to make this last..
so forceful was i, was never meant to be..
as i dried my heart out, trying to know why..
immaturity slipped past, 'no' no more shall i sigh..
for u, no more shall i die..
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Written October 4th, 2006
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i feel you.love at times can be like sliting your wrists on to a flower just to make it bloom,but it shouldnt be...of coarse.

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