Wednesday, July 15, 2009

White Twilight

In our minds we take things for granted, until they are taken away.
From the moment I met you, I thought you were here to stay.

You acted always out of kindness, for you it was the only way.
From the moment I met you, I thought you were here to stay.

The kiss of death is painless, at least I hope it's that way,
but from the kiss is twilight, the white twilight that took you away.

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