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raise me high
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raise me high |
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ambrya_nell Junior Member
since 2004-01-11
Posts 28Ohio |
My love for you was stained with the scars of past flames. Too profound to disdain, fears too wild to tame. Painful & plentiful burns only your touch could smother, the memory of loss returns... do you promise to be another? The color of lust & love all too displayed in your eyes. I pray for strength from above, my soul and skin cries... for you... To steal the very breathe, which accompanies the tears that fall when wishing for death to save me from these years. Maybe faith will visit tomorrow and come down to raise me high, so that I may look down upon my sorrow and no longer cry. [This message has been edited by ambrya_nell (01-15-2004 10:25 PM).] |
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Xonicx Junior Member
since 2004-01-14
Posts 20Vancouver, WA |
I like it |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
And, I'm hoping Faith finds a home in you. Sad, lovely write. |
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KristieSue
since 2003-01-31
Posts 1460PA, US |
Maybe faith will visit tomorrow and come down to raise me high, so that I may look down up my sorrow and no longer cry. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ lovely...it comes, honest... Failure isn't failure if a lesson from it is learned ~ KS |
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