My breath tries to catch the wind to set the sails of our love afloat, but the twisted sea of fate halts my every turn buffeting me down with every wave.
I lye defected my bleeding hart thrown on
The deck, loves life force draining from my very soul. I look at you and struggle to breath with every once of my spirit I try to fight on but to no avail
I must surrendered to the cosmic alliance and await that which fate has in store for me for your love has finally flayed me down.
I have succumbed to the beauty and finesses of my beautiful butterfly our love she shall hold forever more
A contest entry
- Five lines of excellence by SummerGypsy.
400 points, ended February 10, 2007, 12 entries
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