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Never Again
It's not that I'm afraid of life, it's just that the
blade and twist of her knife, cut too deep, too soon, into my aching
worn and weary heart.
I'll never get passed her, nor through nor
over nor by her sweet pasture, I'll only just drift like the fog if we
part. Never was one so enthralling to me, never was one so enraged to
see, her fragile love fall like an apple so free. Now as I shiver in
the cold lonely night, I collapse as I cry for it wasn't to be. The
darkness will never surrender, as I whisper a wish in the ear of the
sun, I pray as I weep for that summer to come, delivering it's warmth
so tender. Never have I felt so perfectly numb, dazzled by death and
it's folly. Never in a life so encompassed in strife had I stood by her
firing squad, awaiting the ultimate volley. Never in a march of a
million miles was a tame man such as I, so embraced yet forsaken by she
with the beholder's eye, as to feel so bleak, so contemptibly weak,
I'll write my own requiem so you don't have to try, and I'll hum you
that tune, as I lay down to die.
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blade and twist of her knife, cut too deep, too soon, into my aching
worn and weary heart.
I'll never get passed her, nor through nor
over nor by her sweet pasture, I'll only just drift like the fog if we
part. Never was one so enthralling to me, never was one so enraged to
see, her fragile love fall like an apple so free. Now as I shiver in
the cold lonely night, I collapse as I cry for it wasn't to be. The
darkness will never surrender, as I whisper a wish in the ear of the
sun, I pray as I weep for that summer to come, delivering it's warmth
so tender. Never have I felt so perfectly numb, dazzled by death and
it's folly. Never in a life so encompassed in strife had I stood by her
firing squad, awaiting the ultimate volley. Never in a march of a
million miles was a tame man such as I, so embraced yet forsaken by she
with the beholder's eye, as to feel so bleak, so contemptibly weak,
I'll write my own requiem so you don't have to try, and I'll hum you
that tune, as I lay down to die.
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Published 2nd Nov 2009
| Edited 4th Mar 2013
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