It’s what’s for dinner; okay I didn’t mean that… this time, it’s just I’m really into the angelic type and for a few weeks now I’ve been looking at an angel. Lion Loves Lamb, this girl, this angel has been on my mind and I believe…

This poem describes my inner voice…

You have every reason to believe in me.

Your life was through.

Just a poem written by me. A poem called: You cannot be saved.

Broken you stand in the darkness.
Tears are running down your face.
Tears are dropping on the cold stone floor.
You will forget the days when only sunshine posessed your delicate soul….

I will forever be your little girl.

You have always told me the truth.

I will never change towards you.

I don’t believe what I am being told.

You are at the centre of my every thought.