Two bodies that roamed in fear of decay
Tombs lay in millions across their way
Two souls that floated, had gone astray
Too long to have spent with the darkness at bay
Gone were the times of their innocent eyes
Alone built were the walls around their cries
Stone were their hearts with all the worlds lies
Morns came when to them light was denied
Through roads of thorns of shattered glass
Blew winds of fate to their luck at last
New dawn with a glowing horizon so vast
Glued were the lives of two outcasts
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 12:43 PM UTC
Two bodies that roamed in fear of decay
Tombs lay in millions across their way
Two souls that floated, had gone astray
Too long to have spent with the darkness at bay
Gone were the times of their innocent eyes
Alone built were the walls around their cries
Stone were their hearts with all the worlds lies
Morns came when to them light was denied
Through roads of thorns of shattered glass
Blew winds of fate to their luck at last
New dawn with a glowing horizon so vast
Glued were the lives of two outcasts
~Written 07062014
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