October 5th, 2005
When I am dead
When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me:
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree.
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet:
And if thou wilt, remember
And if thou wilt, forget.
-Christina Rossetti “Song”
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Neha says:
oh the misery of true love…
March 17th, 2006 at 05:11 pm
Shad says:
Thats a ausome thought.:twisted:
September 1st, 2006 at 05:52 pm