“But never doubt I love …”
W. Shakespeare
Time is ticking, can you hear,
The spirals waves are sending?
And digging voids to a nadir
above your eyes just pending?
It could be heaven, and yet cold...
And hell might steal your fire.
To all regrets - your soul is sold,
Doubt truth to be a liar.
© 2010 Lith Ium
X746P7X45P4H
The spirals waves are sending?
And digging voids to a nadir
above your eyes just pending?
It could be heaven, and yet cold...
And hell might steal your fire.
To all regrets - your soul is sold,
Doubt truth to be a liar.
© 2010 Lith Ium
X746P7X45P4H
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