praisemichael
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The rose fades into the midst as the leaves fall away
When the sea starts to turn my guts plummet to the floor
My feet fell away as the ground is a stones throw away
We hold onto the air in the hope are souls are still our own,
In the depths of despair the lord knows its right,
“Let go of your senses angel” he whispered to her
Your vision is your eyes but your heart feels the pain
I look to the skys and whisper why did you have to go?
You sent me a feather and my tears are the rain
For my heart is beating and my arms pour with the blood i want to give to you
My dark days are back and you are no longer there to hold me
The memories are so clear like a pane of glass
By Olivia Saunders
16/04/2010
12:01 pm
When the sea starts to turn my guts plummet to the floor
My feet fell away as the ground is a stones throw away
We hold onto the air in the hope are souls are still our own,
In the depths of despair the lord knows its right,
“Let go of your senses angel” he whispered to her
Your vision is your eyes but your heart feels the pain
I look to the skys and whisper why did you have to go?
You sent me a feather and my tears are the rain
For my heart is beating and my arms pour with the blood i want to give to you
My dark days are back and you are no longer there to hold me
The memories are so clear like a pane of glass
By Olivia Saunders
16/04/2010
12:01 pm