"gabrial" poems
I can feel the hot sun on my face its like fire.
Should I forget this idea and go back for him.
Would they be any point mean jealous people would try to **** me anyway.
I love him so much if I can't be with him I can't live.
He's the good in my heart, my angel.
I can feel my skin going into ash.
Black and evil like me.
I wish I could be a angel blessed by God then we could be together.
But I'm not I'm a evil vampire sent from hell.
My ash flies away into the sky to watch you .
To watch your beautiful glow and your sweet heart.
If I could say one last thing, I would say I love you angel Gabrial.
May 17, 2010
May 17, 2010 at 12:48 PM UTC
oh
what
joy
fantasy
and
sweet melody
breathe deep
through
my soul
at
heaven's gate
i hear
the
enchanted sound of
Gabrial's Oboe
Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 10:52 PM UTC