Poems from whiteari
heart made of stone
finally leanred to feel
it hurts so much
thick blanket of sleep
shroud me in your gentle darkness
so I no longer have to weep
sadness clouds my eyesgrief steals my happiness
ah how time flies
as I wallow in this madness
the night is beautiful; hauntingly so
graceful is the moon dancing at midnight
and stars swaying to and fro,
smiling softly with enchanted...