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8/13/2012 9:11:45 PM
A fictious mind c'nt give dos words...
the words tht speaks of a thousand tales..
in a darkened room...my broken loom...
can u weave the ship a hope to sail??....
now can you find in the misty winds.....a song long lost in childhood dream....
a tune u played in your mothers mind.... and an iron cone tht held your cream....
with ages past...all merry rhymes....
have lost their ways through memory lanes....
past my senses in a land of crimes...
past my broken window panes...
what distance more will u walk by side??
of faces u have never known
of moments that would lighten up
some memories of those strings long torn
a dirty game that once u played
in a secret closet of mindless thoughts..
what men u stabbed with a treacherous soul
what mighty angels... u slayed and fought
her love it was...that tried so hard
to calm a thirsty beast of violence
to spread her words of a noble truce
to kill the evil's brute defiance
but fell apart with a broken heart
before thou god of a cruel art
bled did she behind the bars of your prison
to quench the earth with a red so crimson
her wings of glory will no more fly
will no more rule the deep horizon
rest in peace thou noble soul
rest in the depth of a curseful season
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