Peace of mind.
A breath of harmony.
Become lost, then find
the thought so free.
Discard each limit.
Both high and low.
Take a hit...
Desire to know.
The loss of fear.
A comfort so near.
Passion so deep.
These things so dear.
Darling take a leap...
The dead can sleep.
Welcome to the soul's premiere.
Meaning you shall reap.
Sep 12, 2012
Sep 12, 2012 at 8:32 PM UTC
Peace of mind.
A breath of harmony.
Become lost, then find
the thought so free.
Discard each limit.
Both high and low.
Take a hit...
Desire to know.
The loss of fear.
A comfort so near.
Passion so deep.
These things so dear.
Darling take a leap...
The dead can sleep.
Welcome to the soul's premiere.
Meaning you shall reap.
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