In Memoriam of October TwoA Poem by Chandler Sevena life in my heart.And so i hold you. My eyes, your eyes, lacrymose, they're red like autumn.
A sunny noontime, A chilly Sunday madness, A grim fallout.
Last chance to hold you, Hell is calling me back. Thanks for your heaven.
I wish I could stay, I wish I could stop this change, but life is changing...
...and death, it's bereft. And while I still breathe, I hope Change will lead us back.
© 2008 Chandler SevenAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on October 10, 2008 AuthorChandler SevenThe city of Evil, IDAboutI'll be androgynous... then I'll tell you soon... My pic... it's not me. Just ask me personally how i look like... stay away from me if you hate/are prejudiced towards: >>punk music (for my friend .. more..Writing
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