this is one of my older opuses. Decided to use it
Moonlight reflects,
My greatest respects,
This distant place,
Gives me such a distaste,
Sparks shower,
This is the glass hour.
Deepest desires,
Here they expire,
Thoughts are tattered,
Some deeply shattered,
Sparks shower,
This is the glass hour.
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Moonlight reflects, My greatest respects, This distant place, Gives me such a distaste, Sparks shower, This is the glass hour.
Crashing tides against still rocks. Washing machines full of odd white socks. Broken dreams of a once hope filled child. Spoken screams of one usually so mild.
#Household I could live in a house of gold, It could be young or it could be old. I could live in a crumbling wreck, With a holey roof and a rotting deck.
Tomorrow Land October 24 2010 Passion boil Never toil With what is ought to stay Never prick me with that splendor For what i'd often pray Little bird your wings are clipped Her window shut and...
#household Spare me a prayer to your lord, By voice, letter or song and cord, Think of me over breakfast, Please, be my generous guest, Send out those electric pulses, Your positive thoughts and...
Fragrant silence,. Scented,. With hope, and memories seemingly nonchalant in violence. Melancholy breeze,. Attempted,. To soothe, to heal, old sins we breathed. Winter rain,. Relented,.
Is this fate, Or is this love. Is this real, Or a gift from above. Is this destiny, Or is this perfection. Is this true, Or just small affection. Is this life, Or is this your heart.
There are those that do believe. That the stars represent our souls. Our lost ones looking over us. Watching how our lives unfold. But I believe the stars. Represent wishes held in our hearts.
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