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whayden
whayden
There was a fire brighter in you Than had coated Trojan parapets Or burned and buried Pompeii Ruins decorate the land and I See them rippling between Heat waves and the horizon There was a magic dancing in you Like in the Great Khan’s harem Or the halls of Arthur before the deceit The mist hissed and twisted With your cavorting form in The temple as they worshipped There was a radiance filling your eyes Like first glimpse of Saharan stars From a sandy desert bed I reached for you a bit too soon And watched the mirage slowly Collapse under my weight I crumbled like ancient Babylon Within a forgotten garden The Gate to God began to age And decay as I helplessly watched You drift out of sight and leave me Alone with the cold and my faith I lost you like ancient Atlantis In the briny brilliance of the sea I dove after you tenaciously and You laughed at me sagaciously And the lonely candle glinted out When the last Prayer failed
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Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 1:35 AM UTC
The Last Prayer
It was a cold night in the city when the fire finally burned out, and slowly my eyes closed as the restless dreams began. When the fire finally burned out, gentle embers floated in the air. As the restless dreams began, a palpitating song fell silent. Gentle embers floated in the air as firefly tails faded to ash, and a palpitating song fell silent, her heartstrings torn and snapped As firefly tails faded to ash I thought of her somewhere asleep Her heartstrings torn and snapped And her mind restlessly aching I thought of her somewhere asleep, Hiding from the lights, And her mind restlessly aching knowing that tears can breed Hiding from the lights I slowly tore open my soul knowing that tears can breed shards from broken memories I slowly tore open my soul when the city lights flickered out, shards from broken memories let urban veins run dry When the city lights flickered out thoughts and dreary intoxication let tired veins run dry and I stared out into the void Thoughts and dreary intoxication— It was a cold night in the city— I stared out into the void, And slowly my eyes closed.
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Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 1:21 AM UTC
Subsistence