Friday, December 19, 2008

And a heart beat

Wish I could,
The gatherings haunt me.
These trees sing songs,
Thoughts that make me fear,
Fear that makes a heart beat!

Wish that I could,
Stop a feeling that grows,
This trust rings bells,
Bells that I wished to hear,
A feeling and s heart beat.

Why, but i drink,
The truth but it stays,
The truth it always is,
And that makes me afraid,
For love and a heart beat !

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