broken heart.
The face of poignant tear embankments
Entwined ancient breeze whispers
Warm sunlight narrow as winters mouldering desire
........above in simple words.........
when I look in the mirror the face of utter pain sends me into tears
that much I need walls to hold it back.
(voice within)dont let the heart die by loosing desire
or you will.
Richard Schorel
2005
Entwined ancient breeze whispers
Warm sunlight narrow as winters mouldering desire
........above in simple words.........
when I look in the mirror the face of utter pain sends me into tears
that much I need walls to hold it back.
(voice within)dont let the heart die by loosing desire
or you will.
Richard Schorel
2005
posted by Lovewaves | 4:18 PM
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