By StarGrrl
To feel the contact, Of hard flesh, On ones body. To see the sky, Soar up and down, Around and around. To feel the hot tears, And the loud scream, Combine together. Then hear the, Doves cry, For the final peace. Written March 4th, 2002 © on Mar 04 2002 04:18 AM PST 0 • 1
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