a cut a tear in times great snare I hoped for meaning not for woe time is cruel and never fair but life though cruel, fixes in pairs a guardian angel sent to earth knows nothing of it's value or worth for time may take away from time but life can take from time a heart fell in desperation makes no hold for any relation the Light it burns but holds you safe and close the Dark seems welcoming if only at first compliment, betrayal betrayal, compliment hard felt words and life seem innocent tears of joy tears of death never seems the time to rest for not but time can stand it still hearts are broken hearts are lost Dark will find them Light will not for the owner knows who he gives to his heart our hearts lay in Dark and ashes our hearts Lay safe and bright in Lights hands mended hearts mender of hearts will always finish what he starts -Damien
Damien Oak Hart · Tue Jan 08, 2008 @ 01:11am · 3 Comments |