'A Golden Opportunity To Say...'
By blackheart
Upon this golden (bleak, dark, gloomy) horizon, Lies a… New born ray of hope for me! (perhaps?), Shower me with barley, golden from the sun, Or, Rusty, aging razor blades, covered in my blood! (recap?). Laid in bed. Alone this time. Waiting for somebody to appear, But; Stayed I am, Alone with me… Sad. Frightened, cold and broken, I’ll be when your not here. Dying, blue, and golden (bleak, dark, gloomy). When you, have… disappeared. My dear, where art thou, mine sweetest dear? I bekon, plead, and ask of you, To not again…. Just, disappear. Upon this newborn ray of hope, Lies a room, therein, lies me. Alone again, so sad, so broke. My horizon isn’t much to see… But, When, you, my sweetest dear, is near… It’s golden.Written May 1999. Just thought i could share some old with my new. Hope you enjoy reading it/them. Written January 10th, 2002 © on Jan 10 2002 01:42 AM PST, harry luck 18 • 0 • 10
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