I remember my sadness through
This quill is calling out to you!
Ink brighter than skies cold blue
Even in my darkest desired silence.
Metronome paced sands trickle steadily into
sorrow's timepiece; my glass prison cells view
And in the wake of saddest Decembers haze
Even though I'm frozen in most ways
I still desire evermore to seek your guidance.
When my words break softly under your gaze
Have I finally figured out that love is still a maze?
Penned, buy a candle light or two
Because it's my favorite color, too
Your substance; it becomes my covering subsidence.
Measuring miseries malignant moments of magnitude
It has left me wounded with no concept, anymore of gratitude
In the ink wells now, just waterfalls; I remember my sadness through
But within every empty broken heart drop; I'll always wish for amnesia with regards to you!
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