Thursday, 9 May 2013

Love stared with eyes so cold

That my body froze.

Above the sun still in the sky and shining

The heavens gay with azure,

Convinced I've heard her wrong

Or made some horrible mistake;

The world's gloomy and frowns

I want to die, but how?

Even with thorns we pick roses

Why wouldn't I? I still love her.


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