Fate... not finished... lame

by Passionate   Jul 17, 2008


Fate:
a crimson touch
a ransomed heart
a beating pulse
miles apart
reaching out
to something new
are you it
can this be true
the lights flash by
you take my hand
you sit me down
my lips you land
you hold me tight
you feel so right
mistakes weve made
weve played our games
but still were here
can it be fate?
you are magicall
& you hold me here
i can never let go
ill fight for you dear.

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