'Faltered Valentine'
Only fourteen more days of hell left to go this year, then start to recount her (bloody tears)~ the ring dissapears, and I fall off of track because she hates me sincere And rightfuly she should, me as a devil hath taken control and corrupted another soul~ yet I had no idea the toll of death that would unfold from my scrolls The tales of scattered hearts, (Le Goddess Sarah) my prophet to a (new dawns start)~ that I must now (sit alone in the dark), though you would warn me I did not hark And so the (sparks shoot flames), I dewinged an angel and thus accept the debt I must repay~ repay with my sanity a little more each day, moved away, and thus she decided that she could not stay........ Respectfuly Dead, ~Timmy G. Written February 5th, 2002 © on Feb 04 2002 07:16 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"Only fourteen more days of hell left to go this year, then start to recount her (bloody tears)~..."