Anime is awsome

Jan 27, 2005 22:14


This heart called to rest,

once spoke your name

These eyes have shown our prophesies,

now untold

The gentle breeze my wings once glided upon,

now blows fiercely to ground my soul

I feast on shards of broken glass to cease my hunger for you

My bed of nails,

soaked in blood for restless dreams of you
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