5am
By LiP Stiches
Twinkling trinkets trickling down
Pouring death upon my crown...
My dress askew as I lay
Sparkling seems sewn away.
Maroon, burgundy and bight red
Is this blood that I shed?
Knowing know and knowing then
My love for you will never bend!
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© 2005 LiP Stiches
Published on Tuesday, December 6, 2005.
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A former member wrote:
this is a sad poem... but its pretty good.nice name: lipstitches.lol