A little haven i once found
fabricated with love and incessant passion ...
one night's deep passion
life's longing forever to mourn ...
the rooms that once echoed of love songs
now echo in Banshee's sonorous tunes ...
this little place ...
that we built with love,
now remain in ashes, incinerating love !
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hope you like wat i realy feel =/
poems about how i feel about love nd about loneliness
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TheForeverDarkCloud
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