TrappedA Poem by Bree Marz
Days,
Now long gone,
Time, slowly ticks by, Every second as if there is no end. Love, Passionate love, Wraps you in a cloud of bliss and total fulfilment. You, You do everything to me, You whisper soft and clear, words that seem to tingle in my ear. But it seem like forever since you made me feel this way, Passionate, Loved... What has changed? Hmph! I think I know. You keep holding on to the past of long ago. © 2011 Bree MarzAuthor's Note
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Added on August 10, 2011 Last Updated on August 10, 2011 |