Take me far away
to the land of the unknown.
Let us go, no more foreplay.
Don't leave me alone.
In your tunnels of blue
I glimpse at your soul.
Just give me your cue,
don't leave me with a hole.
This can't go overlooked!
I need you to see!
I swear I'm so hooked...
Flying and roaming free.
I will answer your call
whether we are far or near.
No matter where you may fall,
I will always be here.
Blow away the crystal powder,
don't let our memories die.
I cannot say it louder,
and I can never say goodbye.
Even during harsh times,
your sound echoes my drum inside
Regardless of all the bad crimes,
This place is where I stride.
Monday, June 1, 2020
Friday, May 1, 2020
Charred Innocence
Even with its brightest moments
nothing lasts forever.
Like the kindness of gents
or the vibrant pigment blooming from the life of a flower.
With every step I put in front,
I step away with loss.
Stuck in grief and being shunt
With all these harsh blows in my mind constantly spreading across
Forced face to face, I still stood straight
With armor, shields, and swords.
One versus many, here's my fate;
lying in its wait, no matter what I'm reaching towards.
This worry summons quaked sorrow;
hopes to no longer frown.
I pray for a better morrow
with no rivers of tears with the current dragging me down.
Suddenly bruised, broken, battered;
awoken, reinforced.
Seeing small bits of me scattered,
all I could think was this is where my memory lay enforced.
I've suddenly become reborn,
opposing of my past.
After losing my wings for horns,
all eyes realized her innocence spoken would no longer last.
nothing lasts forever.
Like the kindness of gents
or the vibrant pigment blooming from the life of a flower.
With every step I put in front,
I step away with loss.
Stuck in grief and being shunt
With all these harsh blows in my mind constantly spreading across
Forced face to face, I still stood straight
With armor, shields, and swords.
One versus many, here's my fate;
lying in its wait, no matter what I'm reaching towards.
This worry summons quaked sorrow;
hopes to no longer frown.
I pray for a better morrow
with no rivers of tears with the current dragging me down.
Suddenly bruised, broken, battered;
awoken, reinforced.
Seeing small bits of me scattered,
all I could think was this is where my memory lay enforced.
I've suddenly become reborn,
opposing of my past.
After losing my wings for horns,
all eyes realized her innocence spoken would no longer last.
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