If I vanish
If I fly
And do not return to such a height
Know me here
And that I tried
Endlessly to express the un at the edge of life

there's a Funeral in my Brain,
I think i am going insane
The Mourners went to and fro
Not knowing where to go
While the mourned stay and flow
having no where else to go
Some Kept threading through the holes in the walls
The holes in me brain
The sense was gone
like a Drum
They started beating and beating
till I thought My mind was going numb
And then I heard them break the wall
And crack across my Soul
With the blood seeping through
The Space began to toll,
Growing heavy on my soul
A ringing started
And i all started to fade
The bright light was going away
The Wrecked, solitary, was back
And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped, down, and down
And hit the floor,
It didn't work
The light is gone and i'm still here
Still wanting to disappear

I've read the letter but I'm not really impressed
the words used aren't from the heart expressed.
It's very likely an attempt to say what you think
rather than what you feel which makes it stink.
You haven't seduced me by what you've just said
and I will never come around to lay in your bed.
I'll remain at a distance to wonder at the thought
how anyone could ever with you now be caught.
You must say what you feel, mean what you say
time passes quickly and moves into another day.
When that love in our hearts has fully awakened
only then will we know that both of us are taken.
We could easily try to find some other reason
but the flower of love blossoms in due season.
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