I...

by Dying Beautifully   Jan 12, 2008


I think about you,
Late at night.
I know sleeping I should do,
But I want you as my last sight.

I remember you,
When I do not want to go on.
When the world is a dark shade of blue,
Your memory gives me a colorful dawn.

I take you in,
Whenever we talk.
Your an angel without sin,
And together we shall walk.

I know I love you,
Because you never leave my mind.
Nothing else I would rather do,
Then be with for which I pined.

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