Poems from Angelicam99
Death
Cold and vial
He always gives horrible trials
Death takes whatever he desires
even if it means to take the ones we truly hold to...
The feeling of hope
Mind of dreams
Is a place I wish to be
A place where I could be me
You will forever be my love
Life is like air
Freedom is like wings
Desire is like fire
Never let our freedom force our life to be lead by our desire
Two hearts beating
Souls embracing
Love that would last til the end of time
Love could be sweet
love could be kind
but the thing about love is
It can make your heart cry