The Halves of an Angle
The thrill of a first romance,The passion of a certain circumstance,
The innocence of a first and only true love,
It's a feeling that can and will rise above,
Anyone and anything,
He is my missing wing,
When united, it will soar high,
Fueled by a love that will never die!
Soul mates are two halves of an angle that need to be joined!
Poetry by Brielle Guesstell
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Written on 2007-05-24 at 03:25
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