Instantatious

Your face beams like a light at the end of the tunnel.
At night it is the moon that shines my way.
During daylight it is the sun that gives life.
It is something i cant imagine without.

Your eyes swell like the rain on my window pane.
They are the stars that have fallen once again.
But tonight you are mine and nothin' else matters.
Our strength lies on how much pain we gain.

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Hope For the Flowers - short story

If you aint nuthin to do, want somethin to read or just passed by here, you might want to read the story HOPE FOR THE FLOWERS by Trina Paulus.

This story inspired me a lot and gave me an idea of what it is to fly.. Please start with Chapter 1 :P


To read the story(that i patiently typed) CLICK HERE





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Hope for the Flowers.Org

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