Thursday, March 03, 2005

.......

remember me when the wind passes
on your very cold shoulders

but instead do not look back
your stare confuses me more

instead pray for me
for i will soon enter the light

a distant memory
of a vivid past

recollecting innermost thouhgts
i scream in pain...

no more tears shall fall...
this is swear on my grave

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