Beauty is lost in suffering
Painted in my dreams
Held captive by the empty
The silence of my screams
Eye's are frozen open, remembering the end
Hands are trembled and weary
By the weight and the pen
Needing to stroke the page
Haunted in the day
Existence with the endless night
Gripped in it's stay
Brush me aside, don't look don't see
Sorrow that's born where it lives
Colored in by madness
The only thing left to give
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Visit my dreams beneath the tombstone
Where they reside
Open the grave, leave the pain
Washed over you by the tide
Walk away, forget what was
The deafness from above
My heaven waits, wrapped in patience
Opening with love
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For Michael and Thomas.