Taken away from despair
Forgiven by the dreams
Eaten by the stare
Devour by the steam
Despair used me
Killed me
Kissed me
Disiplined me
Dark clouds
Cover his eyes
It shouts with a loud
beautiful voice that flys
Flys out of the mouth
And into the soul
The boy thinks I'm gold
Beautiful without a dought
Cold and freezing
Hot and buring
My love will always be there
As I am for him
(this is a poem for a guy named Jade if your him, i'm sorry)
forbiddenspell Community Member 
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