It's still hard to stand but with support I'm making it Time just wants to play and be mean right now but soon all will be forgotten and the new horizon will come the sun will break through the dark clouds and no longer will I need the hands of my friends holding upon my arms and chest I will spread my wings and take flight into the Heavens of which my Paradise is found These torn and battered wings will only make me stronger and remind me to be wiser next time Beside me stand my friends as the future is on the brink of the new day
wolf ie · Wed Jan 24, 2007 @ 01:15am · 0 Comments |