It can never be,
yet I still Love him
Cold set tears I have cried,
looking for answers at the bottom of bottles
Whiskey and wine
shall aid to my rhyme
and then I will not be so fake
I can feel your heart beat in different time
Faith pulling
Turning body and soul against mind
I fall into shadow culling
and sense the weight of time
My dreams are plagued with your corpse
A powerless moment when I cried my plea
And the weight of my remorse
I lost myself there, empty
And tho naught my burden
Revealed the love I have for the
An so I am doomed to a cold fire
looking into your eyes I see revelations
and you laugh
and say to me "you have a bird"
"only for you" is my silent response
Feb 6, 2013
Feb 6, 2013 at 2:33 AM UTC
It can never be,
yet I still Love him
Cold set tears I have cried,
looking for answers at the bottom of bottles
Whiskey and wine
shall aid to my rhyme
and then I will not be so fake
I can feel your heart beat in different time
Faith pulling
Turning body and soul against mind
I fall into shadow culling
and sense the weight of time
My dreams are plagued with your corpse
A powerless moment when I cried my plea
And the weight of my remorse
I lost myself there, empty
And tho naught my burden
Revealed the love I have for the
An so I am doomed to a cold fire
looking into your eyes I see revelations
and you laugh
and say to me "you have a bird"
"only for you" is my silent response
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