(scrap paper, scrap poems)

Dec 18, 2005 01:38

All is fair in love and war
All is sweet in love and wine
Honey'd lips do tender offer tender more
When kisses grow dark on the vine

All that glows may moonshine be
All that glitters is not gold

All that glitters is not gold
All that shines may moonlight be

Fires fade to ashes cold

Gone from sight are all f

As flames grow ashen, dim and cold
So fade away all things Faerie
So fades away fond memory

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Well, it could use some work.
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