Once again I write to my hearts content,
ready to wander off to places I never went.
I wake at the cold and silent hours of midnight's peak
only to find myself greeted by you whom I seek.
You stare inside the ruthless demon that sleeps,
you cast out the horror who's dark aura reeks.
I know not why i feel such devotion,
It calls to me and tries to set everything in motion.
A road of pain waits that stretches out for another mile,
No need to weep and falter as long as I'm guided by your sweet solar smile.
Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 12:55 PM UTC
Once again I write to my hearts content,
ready to wander off to places I never went.
I wake at the cold and silent hours of midnight's peak
only to find myself greeted by you whom I seek.
You stare inside the ruthless demon that sleeps,
you cast out the horror who's dark aura reeks.
I know not why i feel such devotion,
It calls to me and tries to set everything in motion.
A road of pain waits that stretches out for another mile,
No need to weep and falter as long as I'm guided by your sweet solar smile.
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