Unspoken Twilight.
By Iamber.
Mon, 01 Feb 2010
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The stars sparkle in and out, forever glosting in the unskopen twilight. Somewhere between heaven snd sanity, hell and uncertainity. Like a balance of each good and bad, and they remind me of your eyes, holdong untold promises, but promises all the same. Your eyes like a blance reminds me of your arms, safe, secure with suck a heavenly touch. Which brings me to your lips, soft and forgiving, warm and delightful but somehow perfectly bittersweet agaisnt mine, as your hand grabs ahold of mine, while I hop you never find a reason to let go, but find all the more to holdon, tight.
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How d'you mean, blance?
Permalink Submitted by Luly Whisper on
How d'you mean, blance?
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