Fallen from the highest peak
Crying angel without wings
Broken dreams inside a heart
Lost to hope and lost to pride
Unforgettable deception
Piercing rage and endless shame
Evermore afraid to stand
For behind there lies the dark.
How can I believe in will?
How must I remember faith?
When by aiming for success,
I call upon me its painful shadow?
what a wise thing to do for
what a wise thing to do for us to withstand pain first we must be accustomed to it, study it, feel it thus we can either recognise it and avoid it, wallow in it, or igore it! a choice is a wonderful thing!!! great piece! much ernjoyed! hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thank you for such wonderful
Thank you for such wonderful praise XD
Love your work!!!!!!!!!
Willow