Vaya AilinA Poem by 100 Times of War
It was all so innocent
One friend unto another One simple unconscious thought, a spontaneous emotion. But now I stand at a crossroad Blinded with the yearning for your honey lips And the sweet temptation of death's warm hands I'm lost, my boat is sinking in a storm And no matter how hard I try, I keep drowning in your hazel eyes. My Poseidon, my Cupid. My drug. I'm numbed and falling apart at every sight of you. I hate you, as I can't live without you. I cannot choose, the bit of sanity I still have left or you. But these tears I cry is not because of any of these. It is because you've already chosen for me. Farewell my love, my little Vaya. © 2011 100 Times of WarReviews
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2 Reviews Added on April 1, 2011 Last Updated on April 1, 2011 Author100 Times of WarPretoria, Gauteng, South AfricaAboutI love to make stories and legends, but I'm still just learning how to write. more..Writing
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