torsdag 5 november 2009

Poem

Down in the darkness dwells the devils
they are hunting for my soul
Like a blinding light you where infront of me
guided my soul into freedom

I followed your footsteps
but got lost on the way

1 kommentar:

  1. I still care, though I don't show it as much as I once used to.
    As I probably should.
    However, my battle isn't going well at the moment.

    SvaraRadera