A deaf past displayed a strong unyielding Ans endeavored to cheat on my skill of eluding. An evil joy sought way to the gate of my time and sentenced me to live lapses devoid of rhyme.
A deaf past displayed a strong unyielding Ans endeavored to cheat on my skill of eluding. An evil joy sought way to the gate of my time and sentenced me to live lapses devoid of rhyme.
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A deaf past displayed a strong unyielding Ans endeavored to cheat on my skill of eluding. An evil joy sought way to the gate of my time and sentenced me to live lapses devoid of rhyme.
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Rays of light through fences round my heart leaking
Devouring the shadows of fear and sparing my shaking, Planting nostalgic thrills of hasty sunset sinking.
Unwelcome tears stream down my soaked cheeks,
And sow misty illusions and teasing tricks When a lasse ver haunting my soul sighs and speaks.
With a slowly healing heart aching and bleeding,
A deaf past displayed a strong unyielding Ans endeavored to cheat on my skill of eluding.
Chilly waves of memories digging my brains,
Drawing crimson narrow paths on my veins, Leaving back dense hills of sorrowful pains.
Lonely eyes with burning tears dropping,
And a wounded mind swollen by weepng I knelt down to beg way to her heart lupin.
An evil joy sought way to the gate of my time
And sentenced me to live lapses devoid of rhyme : With no hints to decipher the realm of mime.
A huge cluster of ravens hardly flying
Veiled the sun and deafened me with shriek yelling And nested on the torn side of my feeling.
My eyes closed, back deep in dark caves,
Saw ambitions wrapped in the future of old slaves, Saw them sobbingly digging their own graves.
Soul music rhythms sewn with suffering,
Bound with strings of injustice darkness was bearing, Entombing the lights aims of fear and scaring.
A widow’s mournful voice whispered over my fence,
Thrilled my silence,stole my smile and gave it sense, Split mye motions , captured the reins of my defence. Two lonely stars of a sore happiness rebeling To join the sky of a lovefortress crumbling, And to fade away like aprisoner’s calling.
The blank screen on yonder high mountain
Wit laws of love miserably miswritten Eagerly awaiting my correction and raising the curtain.
I am looking for my soul’s self not raving,
I am after the affection that orphan time is weaving In unknown verses of famous posts still living.
Blues relating slaves tales with sung stories,
Involving my indifference to sail inside worries And translating my steps into queer series.
Dream of a lasting peace is slipping away
Turning my steel hills into small heaps of hay, Dampng off the head of my imagination tree.