lovely death - athena jorgenson (phonics story books .txt) 📗

~You have been weekend by eturnal saddness.
Light the candle that shall not burn.
As thou does not lossen deaths grip.
Thy love dose not compare to the beating of a broken heart.
She died in pools of red and loving arms.
Thou tried to save what was already gone.
The moon held the shining glims of blood,
as all hope was lost in loves bond of life.
A star that cannot be seen is the most beautifull,
for it has not watched horrors of human soals.
Deaths for we have caused our selves to die.
Loves grip will kill us all in the end.
The heartless mess will swallow you,
wraped in darkness light cannot escape.

Publication Date: 12-18-2010

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