then...
the world was beautiful
the birds sang in the dew-stained trees of the forenoon
the wind whispered the sweet melodies of the most brazenly romantic tunes
the sun illuminated the gorgeously azure sky as it limply hung from the brink of dusk
now...
the world is hideous
the bats shriek from within their morose dwellings
the smoking embers of an expiring day linger in the haze of a pitch black twilight
the moon is gleaming repugnantly, revealing the genuine disposition of the world's intentions
then you were in
now you fallen out
then you were sanguine
now you are forlorn
then you ceaselessly fought
now you hastily forfeit
then was Unbreakable; Nothing Even Mattered
now there's Nothing Left To Say
in the end I Will Always Love You
Monday, April 27, 2009
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