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Submitted by calliope on 10 November 2007 - 10:54am.| Updated 10 November 2007 - 10:54am.
Style / Type:
freeform
What makes me feel the way I do,
Some things don’t change ,their simply true,
Like the first time I looked in your eyes,
The angels sang and the demons cried,
The mountains shook when I felt your arms,
When your face lit up with a smile so warm,
My heart once cold,now molten fire,
To say I didn’t fall in love I would be a liar,
My soul once lost ,has now been found,
When I looked into your eyes and drowned.
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
(1 vote)
Yeah, we all know the feeling
but you added nothing poetically. Write it it on a piece of paper and burn it. It gives nothing to anyone else
cheers,
Jess