It is dark,
cold,
black.
I am lying down,
hopeless.
I am outside my soul.
I see you,
radiant,
beautiful,
fearless.
You are my savorier.
I take your hand,
i kiss your cheek.
You are my breath,
my sweet angels.
From womb to arms
you are my heart,
my life,
my loves.
A contest entry
- Your strength! by Cyanide Milkshake.
900 points, ended July 9, 2008, 19 entries
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Comments
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Very nicely written. It was so soft. The colour kinda hurts my eyes though XD
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thats nice but i think it needs some music in it.


