"As I watched from my bedroom door,
there She was, all tranquil and quiet.
Not a sound came from her lips,
but only words that I could understand.
Since I knew her but never could talk with her,
not a single time.
But none the less,
I felt like I knew her,
by heart or by mind.
And I continued to watch.
Her sparkling dress,
that floated like a group of clouds forming a curtain.
Her shining bright hair,
in which resembled a soft, bed of dandelions on a lone hill.
Those things which make her like the living part of my soul,
a part that stays hidden in my heart's content..."
-"A Rose's Feelings" Chapter 1, Pages 25-26
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Love Is More Than Love,
It's More Than Life,
It "IS" Living, With A Purpose...
My Love Comes And Goes,
But, Atleast It "IS" Love.
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It's More Than Life,
It "IS" Living, With A Purpose...
My Love Comes And Goes,
But, Atleast It "IS" Love.
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