erase the tears blackened with sin
a unbloomed rose wilts within,
her unheard whisper soft and sweet....
rinse away the dreams they'll meet
a mirage of lies tie up her soul..
denies the truth... turned dark as coal
that wanted kiss... those wanted words.
vanquished...gone...but a dream
· Fri May 18, 2007 @ 08:27am · 0 Comments