Blazing sun,
do you hear my cry
of bitter pain....
and the longing to die.....
Smiling rainbow
do you understand me?
where did the magic go?
please let me know....
Shy dawn,
do you see what I see?
a face as gentle as a fawn
but a heart so cruel
as cruel can be......
Bleeding dusk....
whisper to me
a voice husk
like my love's voice should be....
scholy(c)98
image taken from Lady Wira's site and background taken from Natural gallery
any comment do voice out to me
