If you wake tomorrow
And I am gone,
Then know that I
Will be in some safer place,
And won't not return
No more.
If you wake tomorrow
But light is dim,
You will me not behold
For my silhouette is just a veil,
Flowing in the wind,
Evermore.
If you wake tomorrow
A little colder,
And my shadow is
The only fragment left of me,
I have your dreams
Restored.
If you wake tomorrow
To a silence,
Leaving you trembling
The voice you hear is not me,
But a sigh deploring in
Your core.
Mar 20, 2013
Mar 20, 2013 at 10:00 AM UTC
If you wake tomorrow
And I am gone,
Then know that I
Will be in some safer place,
And won't not return
No more.
If you wake tomorrow
But light is dim,
You will me not behold
For my silhouette is just a veil,
Flowing in the wind,
Evermore.
If you wake tomorrow
A little colder,
And my shadow is
The only fragment left of me,
I have your dreams
Restored.
If you wake tomorrow
To a silence,
Leaving you trembling
The voice you hear is not me,
But a sigh deploring in
Your core.
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