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Her
A soul crying….
Ready for dying
Emotional disintegration
Ravaging winds, scathing
Blistering tenderest lips into the night
Through opened doors
Shines the essence of her spirit
Flooding my area to full
Eclipsing these many fears
My fragile hands hold tight
Pulling this soul out into sight
Surely the world will understand
She is the love I’ve been dreaming about
In this moment, I will sing…
Will lift my heart for her to enter in
Allowing her to purge my flesh
Willing her to completely digest
All the things I hate about myself
An eternal flame burning in her eyes again
Releasing me from my cage of pain
To live in the open air
Beyond my previously desperate stare
Enveloped in her velvet arms
A soul crying
Is death defying
Falling into the mist of time
Yet to understand the human mind
I pray, this time may stand still
For, I will die tonight
Without her lifeline
Without her will
Come kiss me into life….
I whisper once more
Ready for dying
Emotional disintegration
Ravaging winds, scathing
Blistering tenderest lips into the night
Through opened doors
Shines the essence of her spirit
Flooding my area to full
Eclipsing these many fears
My fragile hands hold tight
Pulling this soul out into sight
Surely the world will understand
She is the love I’ve been dreaming about
In this moment, I will sing…
Will lift my heart for her to enter in
Allowing her to purge my flesh
Willing her to completely digest
All the things I hate about myself
An eternal flame burning in her eyes again
Releasing me from my cage of pain
To live in the open air
Beyond my previously desperate stare
Enveloped in her velvet arms
A soul crying
Is death defying
Falling into the mist of time
Yet to understand the human mind
I pray, this time may stand still
For, I will die tonight
Without her lifeline
Without her will
Come kiss me into life….
I whisper once more
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