Sunday 16 May 2010

The Prayer.

Dear Ana, 

I miss your icy cold, yet delicate touch 
Those shivering delights you bring to me, 
if only you would stay a while maybe then you would see 
That i am not entirely worthless; 
just a lost, miguided being. 

I need you Ana,  
Here with me. 
Im not myself when im alone. 
Please, 
Dear Ana, help them see.. 
That you are not deserting me.

If i died without you here, 
What would they say?
What would they fear?
That i was left alone to die?
Or that you, Dear Ana, were by my side?

For reasons closed within my mind
Im hoping last the answer find,
That you, Dear Ana, stood your ground
And took me back, safe and sound.

So last of all. Dear Ana please..
Make me good for all to see <3

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