shenoma
23-01-2009, 04:11 PM
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v230/brookehater05/dracolove1.jpg
To embrace what is not mine.
Tender moments stolen from time and fate.
Though we are different we are the same.
Nemesis they call you, but I say naught.
Wings of hate and pain despair under loves ways.
Cold calamity falling by the side of joy.
Hearts anticipation waits for none.
False memories of time during war that lead me to doubt my own light.
Hunger of glory lead me to walking down a dead end road of pain.
The sword in hand, mind clear, the path empty of meaning.
Fire grows cold now with no one to sift it.
Lost on the battlefield of visions of tender moments shared.
Iillusion of kingdoms held in hand.
To embrace what is not mine.
Tender moments stolen from time and fate.
Though we are different we are the same.
Nemesis they call you, but I say naught.
Wings of hate and pain despair under loves ways.
Cold calamity falling by the side of joy.
Hearts anticipation waits for none.
False memories of time during war that lead me to doubt my own light.
Hunger of glory lead me to walking down a dead end road of pain.
The sword in hand, mind clear, the path empty of meaning.
Fire grows cold now with no one to sift it.
Lost on the battlefield of visions of tender moments shared.
Iillusion of kingdoms held in hand.