I live this way
Night, not day...
SU) A phoenix burns, like summer sun.
And doves they flitter clear...
Its too dark to see
but i still have the key...
The beautiful eyes,
cute wings...
It was something of a dream
a dream that I'll always remember...
The glimmer of her fangs
piercing through the night...
I see a boy
standing there...
Through the purple meadows,
Along the yellow pines...
So nice to have you all today
welcome to my theater of dream...
I saw a broken angel,
Her wings layed on the ground...
((I wrote this poem based on a book called...
Through darkness floats a whisper...
I only did this one because my friend said I...