Death of Desire
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Yesterday is tomorrow
Today the solace
Another grey moment of nothingness
Birds chant in quiet acquiescence
They have faith in tomorrows wind
I have faith only in burnt drawings
They hold the secrets to nowhere
Ashes to the wind
My hopes to the sea
Drowning will be
Such a pleasure
Where please tell, was the treasure?
X=Love Y= is the question
The island flies away with the birds
Equations no longer balance
Armies of emptiness have conquered
Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2015
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