Ashley
Bluelight Crew
- Joined
- Jun 17, 2005
- Messages
- 1,000
Has the good become forsaken?
Memories, apologies gone to dust,
I picture you with silver bells,
On an anklet around your ankle,
Prayer gains no ground and
Circumstances fail to change,
I have waited many aching years,
To no avail,
You are my horrific path.
Memories, apologies gone to dust,
I picture you with silver bells,
On an anklet around your ankle,
Prayer gains no ground and
Circumstances fail to change,
I have waited many aching years,
To no avail,
You are my horrific path.