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In love with my sadness...
Listen to the voice
while walking the air...
is it calling you?
Do you remeber it?
Doesn't it sound so familiar...
Yes...
finally...
I do..
remember...
It flys among the forest...
you hear somebody run...
call..
but...no..
it is the same voice...
where does it come from?
Is it in the air...
or do the trees have sam magical
sound....do they whisper?
Whose is that voice?
Is it her...
or shall I think strange toughts
have come to my mind..
Is it her?
My lady...
my sorrow and dark queen...
Could I catch her?
Could I hold her in my arms...
one last time...
but...
I once ran away...
I left her with no excuse,
with no answer...why...
Does she even remeber me?
Does she know who I am...
I cannot be sure if she...
does she want me...
does she hold a memory of me
in her pretty, onest heart...
On my road
no people crossed my way...
only a old man...
carring his bag and walking with difficuty...
I wondered what to say to him...
I asked if he needed any help...
but the man raised his head
and a tear fall on the ground
far from his blue eyes...
''Sir...?''
I asked...
he laughed...
''Do you need any help, sir?''
''No thank you, young man, I am doing just fine.''
But I saw...he couldn't be fine...
''I see you feel great fear, young man... I see tears and darkness...''
...
''I don't know... But, wise man, how...?''
''Some tears are to be seen, some are kept deep inside...
and sometimes you can see better those that foolish people keep inside,
that those who scream a lovers name...''
And the old man was wright...
I was keeping my sadness inside...
so no one could be aware of what I felt...
But I never realised why was I afraid...
Was it because of her?..
I really do not think so...
she is so bright that no man could be afraid...
But...on second tought...
she does have something...
what does she have?
Does anybody know?
My lady...
lady Amaranth...
I ask forgivness..
I beg your mercy...
all for another chance to speak to you...
my lady..
but would you kiss me again...
like we used to...
Stand infront of me...
look me with your bright eyes
...say you love me...
While the bell rings midnight...
the wind passes by...
and the moon lights our way...
I love you Flarius...
I love you too, my lady Amaranth...
Post je objavljen 15.08.2007. u 23:59 sati.