Looking for a meaning
That simply isn't there
Hoping for a change
With my last prayer
You try to mask the sorrow
With every raw embrace
Your arms can never
Give me what I chase
The smell of acrid longing
The shadows buried deep
You yearn to know
The secrets that I keep
My mind keeps on returning
My feet still know the way
The edge waits
Though your eyes beg me to stay
With every hour in waiting
And thought I can't take back
I hide my valor
Knowing that I lack
Through all you stand beside me
The knife of iron and rage
My crimson blood Will scar
This moonlight page
As memories turn to daydreams
And daydreams do come true
I know the last one fighting
Here is you
Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 7:56 AM UTC
Looking for a meaning
That simply isn't there
Hoping for a change
With my last prayer
You try to mask the sorrow
With every raw embrace
Your arms can never
Give me what I chase
The smell of acrid longing
The shadows buried deep
You yearn to know
The secrets that I keep
My mind keeps on returning
My feet still know the way
The edge waits
Though your eyes beg me to stay
With every hour in waiting
And thought I can't take back
I hide my valor
Knowing that I lack
Through all you stand beside me
The knife of iron and rage
My crimson blood Will scar
This moonlight page
As memories turn to daydreams
And daydreams do come true
I know the last one fighting
Here is you
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