Alex Rogers

Lying.. Dying..

laying on the floor, bleeding by the seccond
every minuite like hours, every hour like days
as I lay on the floor, I remember her
the one who captured my heart, Now is how I repay her?
I am determined to see her, to hold her, to love her
As I lay the moments pass, I try to crawl
the most i move is a finger,
Her long blonde locks of hair infront of her face, a shadow on her beauty
her pale white face combined with her sweet blue eyes

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