Notes

by Kayla Marie   Apr 3, 2005


Crying for the death,
Of his love,
Fire was falling,
From the sky above.

He rememberd the last she'd said,
"Adrian your a Liar",
And with that memory,
His house caught fire.

Far from town,
His home was up in flames,
He ran inside,
Thought they did not tame.

He went to where,
There rest some little boats,
There he saved,
His few cherished NOTES.

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