..The Searchwith a golden tooth that shined like the blast of a gun he sang into the night sky screaming forever about his love lost and noone held him close enough to care..The Search
so move away from the scene
you know this isn't yours back into the comfort zone where all find a safe divide
within the shapes that hold him dear their meanings fill his mind he spent an age finding them and another just to know
what it is to be the word that holds its weight in time everchanging but forever the same shifting grains amongst the desert
nigh he s
The Winter NightExhales wearily upon the pane Condensation blocks the view Stumbles again Solemnly seek someone newThe Winter Night
Politely demanding gifts from strangers But it's their presence truly desired Impatient waiting a clue of tapping fingers
It’s not the time between communications Not the gift received Starry night cloaking all intentions Cloudless sky freezing by midnight Heavy rolling fog descending mountains Greets silent gestures Once shining with enthused violence
These starry lights lack brightness That by which they are defined They are now mere
I Can't Say I've Met HimEmpty the glass and well start again New souls reborn from heaven The painful scrape in the passage of time Attempts to reach out in the dark Feeling fingers faces and hearts Never knowing the way Never finding the start Chases ghosts in cities and halls No-one comes by anymore Soft in nature always killed We were too young Too young to be careful We were too oldI Can't Say I've Met Him
Too old to care
UnrefinedYour fault lines are not They show truthUnrefined
Unblemished, pure Unrefined,
Allow me to continue
Defined in a classical sense it may be But don’t poker face this
It may aid u in saving grace The rug can only hide so much Until it begins to choke
The swallow can only stomach That which it can grasp But our reach by nature Is not inclined
You may deny
Attempt to decline The treats upon display Plans will be made Mapped drawn and lined
But our reach by nature Is not defined And it may stay
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