He is my cave of wonders,
the one you ponder.
He was so tender,
left as a bender
of the light
of the sordid night.
He is my star,
near yet far.
He was so full of life;
a step in his strive
making me so full of glee,
something rare enough to see;
mystical and magical;
fanciful yet tragical.
He was my world.
He might have been in the underworld.
He might have been in the netherworld
but he was still an angel pearled
for he was the one to save me
for i would be grateful for eternity.
-YET-
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Legacy
Teen FictionIn the darkness, in the light, who will fight to win the night? -YET- Everyone has a story. They have a certain purpose towards their life and have goals complimenting their chosen paths. Such paths may be overwhelming as well as emotionally induc...
