четвртак, 16. јун 2011.

Only God know's how much im suffering.

He takes the spear meant for a wreck like me,His presence make sense as it creates a scene of pleasure in my mind,where he'll go I must follow to endure everlasting happiness and harmony that my soul craves for,He takes the sun when he walks away but he always saves the day,
I can feel him come down the alley of my heart's fatal desire to eternally love a goddess,Hes garnishes all that he touches with a golden sparkle of hope and pure devotion.

His eyes have inspired the hopeless to fly among angels in the skies of a far world,
My spirit silently cries to be guarded by hia golden wings then I'll never feel cold or fear ever again,
Our void of mystery tears me apart with blunt thoughts as my mind walks in the air whenever I walk alone,My deep silent minor heaven longs for an angel to embrace its misunderstood fields of faith and hope,

He cries in my arms as I embrace his spirit.

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