Posted by blever on May 30, 2004, at 14:58:37
wait it out
the world will turn
your crawling blood
again will burn
with fervent need
in frenzied night
you might
see
the galexies turned
how it could be
free
your wants may pull you
to your knees
the boy who couldnt
recall your name
sees
the moon reflecting
forgotten chances
needy glances
those shattered, waiting
circumstances.
they all collide
at beak neck speed
the stars will shower
beauty's creed
will pull at your sleave
and whisper
whisper
please
poster:blever
thread:352172
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