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May 2013
Light shines off rivers flowing through,
every space I had
That was filled with you
Soft and simple crys make a stain,
Or find a dream.
If I was the one, maybe I could know the game
And the silence boils while the night is on fire.
I patiently wait like a bird on a wire.
our dreams are made of fear while sleep surrounds us.
Tunnels changing lanes
Summarize a kid’s pain inside a school bus.
Summer fall, October ends,
Shadows, odds and ends,
Winter won't pretend.
I know I'll see all again
The wind blows you over  me,
Catching teardrops in the leaves.
still every night I feel you breathe.
And the tension boils like sailors close to home,
Time is black, but you’ll want to be alone.
Fate does tempt itself a game of cat and mouse,
It soon will find us.
And anything we need,
God knows the devil could precede
In denying us.
Emerald
Written by
Emerald  portland. OR
(portland. OR)   
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