Love Means?
By VampireGirl
The thorns in my palms The doubts racing when calm. Inside the empty floating dream the closest thing to perfect that ill ever be. The meaning not clear, Yet sits in front of me Looking in to my own eyes, the person I'll never be. Insanity, magical mystery the calmness of desires of my own destiny. The cold air, filled my breeze, the swift beaches surrounded by palm trees the coconuts ill never taste, my whole life a complete failing trace. Inside A lovely heart A wild point behind a waving dart. The target lies on the cold wood floor, The person that's meaningless anymore. Inside a nightmare, a part of me lies asleep with out a future or fantasy But after the day light hour I will never again know what love means, besides its a dart and thorn that slowly rips me apart cruelly. Written February 17th, 2002 © on Feb 16 2002 04:32 PM PST, Shelly 0 • 8
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"The thorns in my palms..."