Tales of Old and New,
Memories that I've kept anew,
Something that I've keep inside,
Feelings I cannot abide,
So much You mean to Me,
Alas it was never meant to be,
Love. you are my vice,
But what am I to You....
But a device,
She turns, My Angel,
All that She does, She fails,
So what am I, my Angel?
But your Love, stuck in a cell....
Bird park re-visit
15 years ago
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