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Drawing the sounds of parchment 
and hope it reflects the sacredness in which 
deepends the things I cherrish with honor 
and respect
Two souls united, entwined
in loves single embrace
yet breathing the aroma of happiness and peace
I close my eyes and await the day that all 
emotions realease.
You are the mirror of my eyes 
in which your true and real reflection shows
the seed of my soul grows 
pouring the riches of your wisdom 
into me as if i were to be an empty shell and me forget sadness
regreting the wave of farewell.
The farewell that carried me to darkness. .
now im shelled away from light.
dazed into the pitch-black lust of my desire to be your soul.
im stumble into the obyss, going forth with this regret.
afraid of my own face i deny my reflection.
it dances in the wind, in the mirror to the other side. .
if i look ill see me running from your eyes.
i doubt my cry and force myself into the shattered truth.
the mirror was my soul and i felt my eyes watching you.
i grasped the memory arms that surrounded me,
and broke instantly. then you appeared after the crash and saved what was left of me.
now i look back in shame to the self-less worth.
and remembered since birth.. i saut you
Hoping that sounds drown could 
simply explain, 
the rainbow seeing through its endless rain
the poet that tends never to pretend 
yet your essence who helped my soul
to mend.
Laying in darkness awaiting my freedom
freeing me from the fears, tears and worries
time slows down when she is near
for she is the key that opens the the lock 
in which holds the chains down on me
Ignoring the cries and heart break 
caused by my neglectfulness
And as i stand in the rain and drop from drop
runs down my face to finally turn back and say
what i had was phenomenal and to think 
twice and chase
finally falling to my knees and say
i lost the race.
Reaching out for your hand but 
you didnt seem to care 
I can only reach to a certain extent 
to realize no is there. 
tired of the crying, trying, smiling on the 
outside but to witness the whole has been dug up to finally
realize I am dying.
There are so many words i cannot say
when looking into the mirror
I want to be able ti tell the story 
behind the sadness
but left speechless everytime that I try. 
some day i will see though that day
has not come yet
you'll say you love me
but will you forget?
if it happens and my spirit dies 
will i count on you to lift my soul and 
let it be our little surprise.
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