just a memory |
Brand New
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Starry nights and dreamy moonlit sightsA memory still dancesWhen a good ole boy and a simple bookish girlIn purple and midnight blackHis hand on her waist Her head on his chestth...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jul 2008 00:19:00 GMT |
another poem |
Betrayed Rogue
She was his archerThe rogue longing to travel But stayed on at the castleWith her supposed loverHis hand turned cold as iceAs a red band arose across her faceHer blueviolet gown he ...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 15:05:00 GMT |
just because |
In the mirror she seems contentIn the mirror she is a beautyIn the mirror she is a gentile ladyBut that's only in the mirrorIn reality she may be gentileBut she has a fury buried deep within Her...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Apr 2008 10:36:00 GMT |
