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Jan 2011
Awake in a hell that tortures every day.
This heart is renching fit to burst,
My audience watches with relentless thirst.
Dancing in the firing line my vision starts to sway,
watching eyes rigid as hearts strings fade and fray.
Oblivious in loves rythm i cry hear me sing!
suspended on my lovers silver wing.
Then fall together like birds of a feather,
Stain their hearts with your sumptuous melody,
then we erupt in screams that pierce ones dreams,
that in one instance wipe away the elegence.
but in memory lies your timeless remedy,
which force together traumas blood soaked seams.
and free from the flesh you fly devoid of hinderance.
David Watt
Written by
David Watt  milton keynes
(milton keynes)   
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