Far away,
I look,
I stay,
I see a book,
The book
Of my life.
And to one chapter
I turn.
I see you,
Clear as day,
Because I can read
What the words say.
They say,
"I love you," and
So now I sit,
Living,
Day by day,
Waiting,
For the day
When you come my way.
Yet another journal-type place for Darcy to rant, rave, and/or recuperate from the world.
Monday, January 1, 2007
In the Book by DSDragon
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