Friday, July 14, 2006

need

all i know is a memory without recourse
all she loved was a boy who burned bright but faded soon
a morning so beautiful, a day so filled with all that matters
ended by deep night of anger's merciless assault
all my life in a night of rain chasing leaves down gutters
all her joy fled before thoughtless passion

is it too much to ask

1 Comments:

Blogger CindyDianne said...

Nothing is too much to ask as long as you don't expect it!

(on another note, you have excellent taste in templates! ;-))

3:22 PM  

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