bLack* n whit[E].
Monday, 23 May 2005
Fairytale
I will become the angel u love,
just like in that fairytale.
Spreading open my arms,
turning into wings to protect u.
You have to believe,
believe that we will end up like the fairytale.
Happiness and bliss will be our end
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment