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| The Lost Love… I sit here on the stair case, Gazing in to the sky wondering if i will ever see him again i ask myself why do i love him. I think for a long moment… I love him because he is always there For me when I need him, I love him because he cares for me… I love him because every time I see His face he makes me smile… I can think of many things why I love him… But the question is Does he love me the same way I love him…? As I sit gazing into the sun I feel My heart braking slowly darkness Takes over and I know theirs nothing i Can do… The sun fades away and I sit outside Looking up at the stars… Will I ever see him again…… By Dark Feather Two Great Warriors Two great warriors joined by hand spread destruction across the land… The weak do not deserve to die so that the strong may flourish and have wisdom. May your blood thrist be never stated and may all your battles be glorious. The fallen foe is the one who tells no tales only the strong are worthy in this world but so are the people of wisdom... Two great warriors joined by hand spread destruction across the land… By Dark Feather |
Words From Dark Feather