listening to some songs n really love this few part...
Power of love. Lost is how Im feeling lying in your arms When the world outsides too Much to take That all ends when Im with you
Even though there may be times It seems Im far away Never wonder where I am cause I am always by your side...
you took my heart away.
You took my heart away When my whole world was grey You gave me everything and a little bit more And when it’s cold at night And you sleep by my side You become the meaning of my life . . .
hmm, when this 2 songs form up, it becomes the power of love is to take hearts away with you. nottinottinotti. stupidstupidstupid. should put back what u dont want... or rather, take back what people dont want.
"if someone loves you,
love them back not only because they love you,
but also because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes
to things you have never seen or felt without them."
(ripped from solasura-honz)
As you envelope my mind,
thoughts are all about you.
I hope that you could walk into the ghost of me.
My heart have been delievered to your doorstep, do you accept this mail?
Could you pull out some time for me
and give both of us a chance to be together.
Waiting isn't a problem,
losing you would be the biggest trauma I would get.
May this day where our hearts bond together come soon.
Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope and patience never fail. Love is eternal.
A recollection of poetry
"Twilight funeral"
Blackened and cold is the dusk
A veil where the shadows watch
Behind the dim requiems of light
When blindness envelopes our eyes
Silent and unholy is the dusk
A hole where the demons smirk
Beyond the clutters of human life
When deafness embraces our ears
Sable nothingness is the dusk
A shroud where the ravens flock
Tainting the purity of white clouds
When darkness devours our hearts
Inevitable death is the dusk
A cloak where the daggers hide
Under the facade of tranquility
When mortality is but a quip
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