ryussjin1

poems that question why
2002-05-10 14:07:40 (UTC)

firefly

hey wings open to the new day
he waits alone from the long night
she looksto see her sad face crying to not be alone
he moans for a love to hold in his arms
she crys for her gental touch
his wings flap hard to beat his feelins
that see each other alone
they fly to each other and brings happyness
to they broken world
to see they love fly a baby is born of them both
but the child is touch by the darkness kiss
he call to not be alone and the cyclic repeats




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