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Blood in my eyes, Slack in my faith, Baby, I know it, Your love is a wraith. Blood in my eyes, Slack in my faith, Baby, You know it, I commemorate All who follow The dream evermore. Live the dream. That's what it's for. Blood in my eyes, Slack in my faith. You say it, then you don't, But, you want me to stay. You're not the dream That I've wished for, I'm going to chase my dream To the farthest shore. Then I'm going To board a vessel, Without a shred Of guilt to wrestle. Blood in my eyes, Slack in my faith, Like a bullet on fire, I break from your gate. I'll be on distant lands. You will wonder Why you have no man. Blood in my eyes, Slack in my faith. Baby, I know it. Your love is a wraith. Blood in my eyes, Stars on my vest, I linger on No past regret. Blood in my eyes, Slack in my faith, Baby, I know it, Your love is a wraith. This is a mantra, I often say, When I think Of that sweet day When I'll finally find The courage to leave you~
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 4:08 PM UTC
Blood In My Eyes
Blood in my eyes, Slack in my faith, Baby, I know it, Your love is a wraith. Blood in my eyes, Slack in my faith, Baby, You know it, I commemorate All who follow The dream evermore. Live the dream. That's what it's for. Blood in my eyes, Slack in my faith. You say it, then you don't, But, you want me to stay. You're not the dream That I've wished for, I'm going to chase my dream To the farthest shore. Then I'm going To board a vessel, Without a shred Of guilt to wrestle. Blood in my eyes, Slack in my faith, Like a bullet on fire, I break from your gate. I'll be on distant lands. You will wonder Why you have no man. Blood in my eyes, Slack in my faith. Baby, I know it. Your love is a wraith. Blood in my eyes, Stars on my vest, I linger on No past regret. Blood in my eyes, Slack in my faith, Baby, I know it, Your love is a wraith. This is a mantra, I often say, When I think Of that sweet day When I'll finally find The courage to leave you~
This is a companion piece to Dear John, another poem I submitted to this site. It has been decades in the making.
cecil-miller
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 4:08 PM UTC
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