Jun 29, 2010

Barely whispering

Burning each day

Just watching children play

The name of the wicked

Tears the night apart

And all the dreams

And all the screams

Appear to be real

Even for a moment

That can only last forever

A simple touch of her skin

And is wish to drown in sin

Carve the starlight in all dreams

Seek not redemption

But blessed drunkenness

And all that silence

And all that bliss

Found only in One’s embrace

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