15 ago 2010

Heavy hung the canopy of blue, shade my eyes and I can see you. White is the light that shines through the dress that you wore, she lay in the shadow of the wave, hazy were the visions of her playing. Sunlight on her eyes but moonshine beat her blind everytime. Green is the colour of her kind, quickness of the eye deceives the mind, many is the bond between the hopefull and the damned

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