Dedicated to my thesutherlande, cos i love you. So she’ll dry her eyes, and say her good byes, and wish for summers past. She’s watched time go, like a river flows just not as slow. All has gone, tinged with love and loss, remember the Phoenix song. Words have been said, and some with dread, while others were tainted dead red. She’s been so beautiful, and been a disgrace, and now she must forgive. Ginny has evolved, seen more than she was supposed too. She’s stood through wars, battles and fights. Now Ginerva must rise. Look forward with soft brown eyes. Because the future’s bright. The future’s Orange.
Last edited by starlightangel : 07-14-2007 at 08:47 PM.
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