Thursday, 22 January 2009

My crescent coat that you wear Till death that you had swear Thickness that is not easily tear Caution and always prepared Promises we have declared Feelings that we had shared Extreme extend, to be a pair Secret bonds, publicly unaware The world has been unfair Judging with cold stares A true love that is rare Leaving only a messy affair Bloodshed placed everywhere Leaving me hopeless and despair Nightmare couldn't even compare Crimson dust fills the air Wearing my star coat with six pockets I still hold on your heirloom locket Would you cover me up with a jacket? And take me away to another planet?

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