ad

Infrequent mild peril

When a voice of ours distorts
The sound begins to destroy
The comfort curtain fades
Prospects of uneven early graves

For all the early morning comfort
Between the distances now grows
Now to smother us both

So concaved and ringing out
Are hollow and empty
Yet so meaningful
Thy drove my mind away
What once made of stone
Dissolves like clay
We need bearings
From waking
True Love
Is like Seeing Ghosts
We talk about
But few Ever
See one

Feel a need a reason for turning
From waking

A right
For your ghost
To shine
In my Shadow

Black light
Is showing
Not expected
Underestimated

Your malice breathless
My envy is endless
Your malice breathless
My envy is endless
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a little lyrical content of my thoughts,i feel realy alone at the moment,is any body feeling the same??????????