Blue Sun Room FILK - FILK
Each day it happens more and more
Surprising how fast it grows
You spend each day waiting
And being rewarded with company
Your antisipation for this always grows
And you know
It's began
You're falling
Your heart is opening
Liek your rose
The promise blossom
You are begining to fall in love
To the being hidden behind the mask
The one whom you hand is promised
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Friday, 17 November 2006 20:57
Mighty fine imagery you got here, Slice...though the two spelling errors - it's "antiCipation" and I would assume the misspelled version of "like" was an innocent goof - do kinda marr the big picture:(
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