When I think of you,
It sends my heart a flutter,
I feel like such a fool,
For my heart turns to butter,
Your' eye's a winter green,
Electric ice penetrating any scene,
But we cannot be together. . .
Your dark brown hair,
Smooth to the touch,
Your pale white skin,
It feels like to much,
But I go on. . .
My love is great for you,
Although I'm but a fool,
You're as elegant as a feather,
But we still can't be together. . .
Skinny and strong,
Full of adventure,
The perfect type for me. . .
You're the best thing that happened to me,
You make me feel free,
When it comes to you,
Imagination's all I have,
Because that's how you were made.
Yes there was a time when I had an imaginary friend, when i think of him I can see him perfect ><
Is this how you see me? I'm in my wonderland. . . waiting for you to return.
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The Dead Masquerade
By; Trish M.
Circles are all we know for there is nothing else,
We live this night only... Are pain is strong,
We swirl around all are hate,
And we swirl around all our sorrow,
This is our Dead masquerade...
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I like it.
^-^
I used to do the same..
I wonder what happened?