EHW
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« on: January 24, 2008, 11:53:51 am » |
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The Seraph's Heart
Locked up in chains, In an astral plain. The heart of the Seraph is your bane. His minds of sins, And many things Does nothing to compare.
What is love But a bird on the breeze? Sometimes a white dove, Sometimes a black raven
Where does love reside? In the heart or in the mind? Why, it doesn't matter for If you experience love then You are truly blessed by the Lord.
What is love But a bird on the breeze? Sometimes a white dove, Sometimes a black raven
Set my heart free, so I may flutter on the winds of love A free man, A white dove at times, A black bird at others. Please set my love free. Please. *-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*-~-*
Guardian
Fear washes over me, Dark beast try to kill me, Who is there to stop them? All of a sudden, A piercing light destroys them, And shatters their chances of survival. I look up, scorching my eyes, Looking at the celestital figure. My angel. My protector. My guardian.
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Avatar courtesy of Zarean of Aisenfield/ miha-mimiko-kyattuha of deviantART.com. Personal Text edited by EHW - so no-one need take offence or blame.
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