Perhaps you could fill the void.
It seems that one can't tell-
For the bleary lines so innocently crossed
That separate heaven from hell.
As one spell is broken,
Another swiftly takes it's hold.
Your blood corsing thick and sweet
Warm inside yet still so cold.
There are barriers that should't be crossed,
You've broken through a few.
I can't shake the feel of your skin
And i can't forget the scent of you.
| this is one of your better pieces ive read. i would scratch the "and" from the last line, for flow, otherwise its very good. i love lines 7 and 8. ||| Posted on 2004-02-19 00:00:00 | by love gone wrong | [ Reply to This ] || I think it was good, I dont care about cliché or whatever.. I like it and thats all there is too it.. ||| Posted on 2004-02-19 00:00:00 | by TastemyTears | [ Reply to This ] |