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Raksts
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Kārto SLIM-us ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Grupa: Biedri Pievienojās: 05.02.04 ![]() |
Yellow Eyes
We've roamed the wild country My beautiful yellow eyes, Side by side we've hunted Shadows dancing on northern skies. There have been times of plenty We were content and serene, Peacefully sleeping Dangers few and far between. We've also known much hunger Ribs protruding from each side, Mournfully we howled When our starving cubs had died. And then there was our first winter Romping thru the glistening snow, Tasting each crystal snowflake Falling gently to and fro. Ah my dear, sweet yellow eyes I've known no greater love, Without you, I am nothing Our wild souls are one. And now you lay there dying Steel jaws upon your frame, Life's blood slowly seeping I whimper your sweet name. Helpless, I watch you struggle Chest heaving with labored breath, Steel jaws clenching tighter Winds whisper the song of death. The blood has now stopped flowing I know the time is near, And you will forever leave me My love, my life, my dear. And now my world is silent Your struggles now have ceased, I lay my head upon you And know you are at peace. Perhaps your soul has lifted To skies where eagles soar, And there you'll greet your brothers To run with them forever more. And someday I shall find you In the heaven's so far above, And when our wild soul's unite There'll be no greater love. Šo rakstu rediģēja Reiki: 07.12.2004 14:08 |
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Raksts
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Pārvērš vaboles par pogām ![]() ![]() ![]() Grupa: Biedri Pievienojās: 21.05.05 ![]() |
Tāx...šitais ļoooti skaists
Its the kind of love that makes me dance, In the flowers, with the butterflies, Its in the way that I sneak that glance, While I dance toward the skies, Where I will wait for you. Its the kind of moment that stays inside your head, In your heart and every tiny part, Its in the bits you didnt know existed, While you lurk inside my heart Where you will nurture me. Its the kind of passion that burns our soul, In the bedroom between soft bed-covers, Its in the destiny we can now control, While we become each others, While we fall in love. |
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