Golden stars, cherry red skies, moonlit faces with morbid eyes. The thunder bolts, no one can cope, silent tears, forgotten years. A changing past, but never to last. Swollen eyes, nothing left to despise. Written April 3rd, 2002 © on Apr 03 2002 02:41 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"Golden stars,..."
Author:AverageStatistic
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"Golden stars,..." by AverageStatistic
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