From Lead To Gold
Like the crow that haunts my very dreams
What that seeps from the darkness
And flows through the sun's beams
My mind is repeating all that obscene
Im supposed to just let be
Whilst you conjure new shadows to dance in me
It infuriates yet provokes no response
An attack ensues from the dark
They cant win with that laughter
I'll take it to my heart
Tomorrow will be brighter
The pain is swallowed behind a renaissance
Copyright © Jonny Sance | Year Posted 2017
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