unforgivin |
One lost soul slowing sliping away
A beautiful face that will never be seen
Dependant on something that should have come naturally
Clinging to the untrusting
Inside the unworthy
Will never be giving t...
Posted by Krista on Thu, 17 May 2007 08:47:00 PST |
Love |
Roses
What exactly are they?
Red?
How do we know?
A trademark of love?
Flower
Green pettles falling of the stem
Winter gone
Spring, back again
Fall, going away
Summer, everywhere
Roses
So hard to hold...
Posted by Krista on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 06:11:00 PST |
