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As it dies;
As it dies, she burns in my flame,
As it died;
In a brilliant haze of color,
flying off into a world of experience
And amazed as what was left behind
Before I knew how to live with tenderness
Or to be satisfied;
As it died;
In a brilliant haze of color,
flying off into a world of experience
And amazed as what was left behind
Before I knew how to live with tenderness
Or to be satisfied;
Published 14th Jun 2015
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16th Jun 2015 8:46am
Gawds..you always leave that haunting echo
of dark beauty sirWolf..I've come to note it well & no 'ception here!
"As it dies, she burns in my flame,"
~You spanked dark loves at first verse..I must
give kudos fer the image in *large ways.
luvd this, as all worx!
be good m'friend ;)
~d
of dark beauty sirWolf..I've come to note it well & no 'ception here!
"As it dies, she burns in my flame,"
~You spanked dark loves at first verse..I must
give kudos fer the image in *large ways.
luvd this, as all worx!
be good m'friend ;)
~d
18th Jun 2015 2:54am
dark, how goes it ma friend; sorry bout all the late replies darlin, been lost in school work, writin, and research, an also youtube hehehe... hauntin echo's are a beautiful thing... am very glad that you found this... Will catchya on the flips side darlin, glad to have seen ya: wolf
