Searching the skies for a name, Something to call you. Staring into the frosted horizon I think to myself, When I tread through the drizzly grass, When I trek through the snow. I think of Those times when bliss was familiar, and we knew each other. We knew of names. Now all is wandering, Wandering the hillocks of my heart.
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Promise
I made a promise, as the sun sank beyond the placid horizon.
The sun sank as my heart sank, you had broke my trust. Once an ardent girl.
Now an effete maid. I forgive you and forget, For you are sure to
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antiquetears) wrote,
calm
