Love, Perfection...and Impatiance
Posted 09-11-2009 at 06:45 PM by Fyrliin
While I sit here sipping my Tea... I sit here woundering, Is tomarrow the day, a Handsome Lad, will wounder into my Vision, and Make me His...as his long black hair, Correses my skin, when he holds me tight, and wont let me forget, his love is eternal...? Why must I wait in every life, as if, it will never come... time is too slow, yet too fast...My heart aches with excitment and pain...Ohh cupid shoot me down soon, for Good!!
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