DarkShaya Naiyamoto


I Will Never Give Up On You...


The pain that I load is far from an end
But the love that I carry
It walks by my side like an angel

For you I lost the wings that took me far away
For you my mind flies alone…
With you i would fly away and my wings i wouldn't need
With you my mind would not exist…

I can dream that you're here and you're never far,
But what serves me to dream if i cannot hug you? …
I love you and I will allways do
I'll stop breathing if i don't feel you close to me
And i will never give up on you…
I will never give up of hearing you say you love me
I will never give up of hearing your voice saying my name
And above all I will not give up being your tween soul…


13, May,2008

Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, February 03, 2010

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