25 November, 2005

The first day

Unknown (part I)

Under her dark veil, she wrung her hands
"Why are you so pale today?"
"Because I made her drink of stinging grief
Until she got drunk on it.
How can I forget? She staggered out,
Her mouth twisted in agony.
I ran down not touching the bannister

And caught up with her at the gate.
I cried. That's all that it was...
"If you leave, I'll die."
She smiled calmly and grimly
And told me: "Don't stand here in the rain."

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Não precebo muito. De qualquer maneira, aqui fica a minha opinião sobre a esta minha amiga.
Vou começar por dizer que ela é uma grande chata, tonta e bolacha, mas sabem de uma coisa eu gosto assim :P
Não conseguiria viver sem as minhas
Bochechas favoritas.
Jokinhas Da Sandy

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