Pacified and lullabied
By the sound of your voice
And every note strummed.
The distance almost melts
Away with my sorrows.
Playing your voice over again
To soothe my weeping soul.
My world, being so far away,
You have given me this melody
So that I may tame insecurites.
Yet I despair, for my world
You are both so far from my grasp.
Pacified and lullabied
By the sound of your voice
And every note strummed.
The distance almost melts
Away with my sorrows.
Playing your voice over again
To remember its sweet sound.
Your darkness shines from within
Calling to me so tenderly;
It beckons me to persevere.
I will press on for my world
Until you are both in my grasp.
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The Mind
Mainly a record of my more interesting dreams that I was able to remember after waking up. (Apparently my uncontrollable confessions, as well. In the form of poetry. All to the same man.)
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