What once challenged my anger, my hate - now chipped away towrds my love. Transformed into a winter wonderland the scene glittered of it's brightest jewels, reflecting from the rays of sun on the earths new masses.Īll that you painted drew me deeper into my heart that melted into your spirit.but I don't know why? Momentarily drifting, caused feelings of warmthįrom the white, velvet, blanket now covering frozen earth.Ĭlearly I was being beckoned to it's calming beauty Pictured scenery of dressing earth brought to thought by vivid visionals of your voice. Gentle flakes of silent white ceased their falling for a moment yesterday. What faith I place in paper and pen mark me will, I do it justifiably.ĭefining my future so long ago - to that of the fate of Emily. Never a preacher shared this misery line. Spared just one - that Emily met her untimely fate. Shorter to the tallest one - most beauty one's eyes could not digest. The world of professionals at their best, some had not a name at all. Unrequited, pen to paper marks this well, reclusion opens wide it's perpetural gate, to my walk towards fate, on the road to Emily. Thirty souls or more - were branded to a new eternity.
Thirty souls or more, yet never less - have touched deep within my heart. True this day of years so vast, the same are we in our difference. Willingly I raced to enter, the fate of Emily. I had not touched her worldless state, nor stopped before the edge to the beckoning road. Her history a blinded stroll, leads me swiftly before the romance gate. I raised my head in blossomy youth - to the multitudinous of Signatures in my yearly book, define my future's way.ĭestined they said to follow, the fate of Emily.Įnchanting honor abound - what glorious a path to take.
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