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