Post by FalconX on Aug 21, 2008 17:26:13 GMT -5
The Capture
The clouds foretell a capture
The blissful feeling of rapture
Will not be present today
And though the birds fly away
Those without wings shall stay
The coils of a rope
disperse all of their hope
Their un-tame heart
Will learn to depart
From this place
Nothing can replace
Poem (c) FalconX
The clouds foretell a capture
The blissful feeling of rapture
Will not be present today
And though the birds fly away
Those without wings shall stay
The coils of a rope
disperse all of their hope
Their un-tame heart
Will learn to depart
From this place
Nothing can replace
Poem (c) FalconX
