Title: Floo Show By biggrin ouglas Farley Jr.
Her fingers like knives cutting into my soul.
She is a frosty lover,and her hands are cold.
The pain is unbearable,but yet i can stand it.
As quickly as it happend,she was gone like the wind.
She is never comeing back.
I must understand,with one hand she took my hand,
and in the other was mine.
This girl is,fate,love,sweet,
and everthing you want her to be.
She has a good heart that only I can make beat.
Silent_poet13 · Thu Jun 25, 2009 @ 11:08am · 0 Comments |