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by Unrequited Dec 8, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
In our twilight (the end of our days) a fire blaze will gaze into our hearts and couple my breath with yours one last time mournfully, you and I are buried beneath an evening mist, our final whispers to die unheard. but our love has yet to expire, so let's embrace these final moments and live as though there's nothing left.
by undying blusher
Beautiful.