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She Dances In Starlight
Such beauty I have beheld
Like angelic dreams beyond reach
A paradise under veils
She is the light in the dark
Like the dawn on the beach
A vision sent from heaven
The only light there in my life
To chase away the demons
A sword against the cold days
As she watched over night
Now here at the end
I'm reaching for her hand
There is nothing there
No voice for me to hear
In tragedy all alone
When the hour hand strikes on twelve
I can feel it in my bones
Is enough to make me cry
I'm living in this hell
Blood was spilt on wet asphalt
On that one rain slicked Autumn night
And I know I am at fault
I still cry rivers of tears
I long to see the light
Where did it begin
The whiskey or the gin?
The voice is still there
No forgiveness to hear
At the end of this highway
Her hands holding me on this night
As my breath leaves me today
I see her beckoning me
She's dancing in starlight
Now here at the end
I'm reaching for her hand
There is something there
Her voice, for me to hear
Like angelic dreams beyond reach
A paradise under veils
She is the light in the dark
Like the dawn on the beach
A vision sent from heaven
The only light there in my life
To chase away the demons
A sword against the cold days
As she watched over night
Now here at the end
I'm reaching for her hand
There is nothing there
No voice for me to hear
In tragedy all alone
When the hour hand strikes on twelve
I can feel it in my bones
Is enough to make me cry
I'm living in this hell
Blood was spilt on wet asphalt
On that one rain slicked Autumn night
And I know I am at fault
I still cry rivers of tears
I long to see the light
Where did it begin
The whiskey or the gin?
The voice is still there
No forgiveness to hear
At the end of this highway
Her hands holding me on this night
As my breath leaves me today
I see her beckoning me
She's dancing in starlight
Now here at the end
I'm reaching for her hand
There is something there
Her voice, for me to hear
Published 21st Apr 2014
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21st Apr 2014 4:20pm
22nd Apr 2014 10:02am
beautiful tragedy. lovers reunited somewhere beyond this perilous world...
22nd Apr 2014 4:49pm
Love lost then reunited is always a great tale, I love the lonely steps of destruction of the broken heart that led back to the reunion, compelling write John
23rd Apr 2014 10:40pm
Beautiful Pieces Hades.
I love the scene and depth that was painted with ur words.
Darker
I love the scene and depth that was painted with ur words.
Darker
