Poem of the Day:


Your Kind Eyes

Haven't you heard?
The news the news
My heart is bruised,
This boy is barely alive.
It feels like I'm falling ever more apart
Let's forget the past;
My heart is in your hands
I'm living in the present
tense
Moments like these
I could never ever have imagined
That we would one day come to this...
I'm looking for a look
from your kind eyes
Enough with the talking,
My heart is in your hands.

Tim'07

Choonage: The Killing Moon - Nouvelle Vague