To the place of silent mirages. The palace of crystal stare. As soft agony turns to ice. The tired icon. Benevolent in its sad enterprise. And to dwell on those languid wings of ebony embrace. When night darkens my misguided plea and sweet serenity overcomes grief. May i rest in peace. Till then thinking and pacing this inconvenient sphere is decore. And all i ever wanted was you. And I still do. Those childhood dreams echo within. And still lost to you i dwell on sleep and the need of perpetual it. As bliss can only throne laments glimpsed in the depths of my despair. And it seems not a year ago. But an eternity. And I still see when I close my eyes and the breath of solitude still reigns over this terrain. The same that throbs in celestial longing. Knowing i lost the best of life and the best of glee..
Posted on: Tue, 09 Jul 2013 06:55:21 +0000
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