Sad thoughts a burden I only wish you didn't have to know.
Brightness of eye's color please never match this life's backdrop of gray'
Whenever the child's sense of poetic logic and yearning have died.
A creative well now just a side thought of silliness so we believed.
Cast aside dreams a such beautiful lost causes we can't deni.
A spring of innocence was tempered by a farwell's regret
Sweet dream and soon diminished bliss.
Much like soothing rain you were never bound to last.
Such bright eye's I wish only you could true.
But wishes as of childhood were nevertheless a one way street.
Bound by day's fade and a porch lights clock.
Drift as a dream for you're the essence of a throwback time.
Bright eye's so true to what has long since died.
How only to this day I wish I had only known.
Apr 4, 2013
Apr 4, 2013 at 6:52 PM UTC
Sad thoughts a burden I only wish you didn't have to know.
Brightness of eye's color please never match this life's backdrop of gray'
Whenever the child's sense of poetic logic and yearning have died.
A creative well now just a side thought of silliness so we believed.
Cast aside dreams a such beautiful lost causes we can't deni.
A spring of innocence was tempered by a farwell's regret
Sweet dream and soon diminished bliss.
Much like soothing rain you were never bound to last.
Such bright eye's I wish only you could true.
But wishes as of childhood were nevertheless a one way street.
Bound by day's fade and a porch lights clock.
Drift as a dream for you're the essence of a throwback time.
Bright eye's so true to what has long since died.
How only to this day I wish I had only known.
Sometimes the road behind is paved with regret.
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