Time travels softly
slowly soaring...
Dreams of bleeding skies,
Screams of dying lies...
The closer I get,
The Farther I fall...
There was once this girl,
which had this gold pearl...
The girl is sleeping,
Her mother is weeping...
Stuck in it's darkness
with no savior...
He's walking away,
he has my heart...
In my sleep i dream your with me
but its just a sweet fantasy...
A/N: This poem is based on a Character that I have...
Anyway, am quite proud of this, although I have...
Like talking to a dark shadow in a dream
Distant, wise, dark...
How Could The Angels Not See
What Was To Come To Be...
The beauty I see
is the one skin deep...