An Age-Old SongA Poem by TylerSinging an age-old song,
I sit down next to her, and look up at the stars. In their glistening light I can only pray, that love won't stop in the cloudless moonlight.
People come and go, the moon never stays constant. And I just want her to know that I will repeat that age-old song. © 2008 Tyler |
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1 Review Added on June 4, 2008 Last Updated on June 5, 2008 AuthorTylerAboutHi. I'm Tyler. I don't have a lot of confidence in what I write. And that's it. more..Writing
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