He steps from the darkness
Alive with broken dreams
The hope he has is worthless
But it's all he has it seems
She sits in lighted shadows
Dreaming of being alive
Her desparation grows
Waiting for love to arrive
He takes her into his arms
A thousand words are said
Falling victims to his charms
Her hungery heart is fed
He pours his heart upon her
He holds not one thing back
Her defenses buckle under
The force of passions attack
A thousand years or so it seems
They wage the war within
Not knowing what victory will mean
But they fiercely fight to win
The flag of truce flies high
As they lay, their energy spent
Never will they understand why
Reality must reamin absent
Alive in dreams their love lives on
And they will know each other when they meet
Til then they must rest their hearts upon
These memories, loving and sweet.















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[link] my page Avatar done by arkaya. I thank her for that. arkaya's page [link]
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" Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives. "
At any rate ^^ excellently written!
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A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved.
-Kurt Vonnegut
oh and let me know what it reminds you of when you remember
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" Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives. "
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" Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives. "
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