Your History
By VampireGirl
Seek not for the love that is in gravid. Hide nothing when it comes to the power of a dove. Wish of stars and shinny moons, that one day your hopeless dreams might come true. Let those around you feel your joy, your happiness and sorrow all torn by me. Let your lips blossom, and upon your face a smile of grace. Let the bad erase, and be left behind. Let the fever, and shadows of death fade far away from time. When your eyes become weary of what you see, and your blinded by the pupils that's hidden inside of me stare back.. Let the fruit grow from the trees of life, do not Barrie your pains with blame and strife. Let those that love you harness you in hope. follow dreams, and follow the skies, even if they are not as they seem. Stand on your feet and hold your head up high, learn to forgive, and not ponder on passing moments of good byes. Whisper in your heart, and they will hear.. The loving moments that you once had to share. Do not live in a cave which covers you. Lean for the light like a plant by the window. learn to live on, and let go.. Carve your name in to the trees you see, so one day you will also be apart of history. Written April 12th, 2002 © on Apr 12 2002 03:59 PM PST, Shelly 0 • 1
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"Seek not for the love that is in gravid...."