Lost Love

Apr 17, 2008 - 19:50 PM PST
A fiery tunnel burns his mind
Yet he can't help but see
Her innocent face so kind
And the sun crying through a tree.

His eyes dark with rage
His face satly with sweat
He locked his heart in a cage
As their eyes finally met.

A cool breeze tickles her cheek
Her love sounds like the heavenly sky
His heart longs to take a peak
This lust he can't deny.

His hate bangs like a molten rock
A bitter taste that comsumes
Crimson trickles down the block
Her love now lies in tombs.

By: Laura Harris

Lost Love

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