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Softly Undead |
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River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
This was the first time I cried when you held me in your arms the last time I died as you spoke softly to my heart I felt your kisses on my neck your light caresses on my skin I was drowning in disbelief my life became frail as paper thin and now I have died but not gone I am still here watching over you closer than before I wait inside of you but yet am I a million miles away for it is only when you think of me that I can talk to you but it's not really talking it's haunting I whisper sweet things softly to you and feel your warmth to my spirit but very seldom are you aware I see you cry I know you miss me I feel you long to kiss me again So even longer do I wait for your mortal life to end and the everlasting to begin but for now I sit in the silence and sing tears to the black moons day forever chained to the undead way. sleep my precious slumber [This message has been edited by River (04-14-2004 10:21 PM).] |
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mysticpoe Senior Member
since 2003-02-28
Posts 883 |
Nice read, River. wayne If nothing is something |
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River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
thanx Poe =) sleep my precious slumber |
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