Little Angel

by Rin   Aug 27, 2005


Crying blood, bleeding water,
whats to become of me?
so mixed up, where to go?
is there no place to flee?
terror dances, love falls
Chaos runs the land
so whats to become,
of this little angel learning how to stand?

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  • 19 years ago

    by amber

    O my gosh i love it great brilliant

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