Beneath the blanket of sleep
Where we drank from the dredge
Underneath our historical stamped bones
All the distance that we drove
Seeking the pedigree of the past
Voices recovered that once had been scraped and unheard
Brittle souls branded with dejection
As our hearts sweep away into the atmosphere
Flowers drift with the breeze
As the earths ghost crowds and disfigures
A slow, rare, river patterned with regret
Intense shame beneath fluttering space
Wishes tasting like temptation
A fatal dreamer suffering from unbearable pain
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 12:33 AM UTC
Beneath the blanket of sleep
Where we drank from the dredge
Underneath our historical stamped bones
All the distance that we drove
Seeking the pedigree of the past
Voices recovered that once had been scraped and unheard
Brittle souls branded with dejection
As our hearts sweep away into the atmosphere
Flowers drift with the breeze
As the earths ghost crowds and disfigures
A slow, rare, river patterned with regret
Intense shame beneath fluttering space
Wishes tasting like temptation
A fatal dreamer suffering from unbearable pain
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