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A burning orb of living flame
Sinks low in a canvas of burning blues.by MissingTheSun 18 lines, 3 comments, on Jan 8 5:48 PM 2004. In Nature -
I fell to my knees so lost and ashamed
How could’ve I have strayed as great Gabriel claimed. -
The feel of his lips pressed to sweetly to mine
Was once a memory so wholly divine -
As if trying to hold on
To their young and hapless love.by MissingTheSun 55 lines, 3 comments, on Nov 28 5:36 PM 2003. In Love -
Would an answer from you come?
With a sweet shout of your voice.by MissingTheSun 13 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 28 3:51 PM 2003. In Love -
Thirteen years old was she,
_FOURTEEN'S THE AGE SHE'LL NEVER BE._ -
The hate keeps on rising and
No one is free. -
He touches me,
I whisper "no." -
Heartbreak hovers
Innocence lost to soon -
In my head there is a place,
A place where i can hide.
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