From The Skies AboveA Poem by LivingDeath
Her eyes defy the stars
and touch my crippled soul, she picked me up when I was down and filled a bleeding hole. Her voice defies the angels and takes away my pain, she filled what wasn't there before what used to be just shame. I miss her face when I'm alone and dream of her sweet kiss, I think of her each day and night but she stays amongst the mist. I will hold her in my arms again whenever that will be, like an angel fallen from the skies above she soars through me so free. Her eyes defy the stars
and touch my crippled soul, she picked me up when I was down and filled a bleeding hole. © 2010 LivingDeathReviews
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Added on March 22, 2010Last Updated on March 22, 2010 AuthorLivingDeathAbbotsford, British Columbia, CanadaAbout"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not." ~Kurt Cobain. Wasssup guys! I am me, if you want my name, ask me for it. Life in every breath, is my motto. 22 years old, living .. more..Writing
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