Lair Lair Pants On Fire
Alas I wander with wounds of love
Thy heart has melted my wick burnt out
No fire to kept my body warn, I am lost
Take heed these lips have grown cold
The milling of my soul will never be filled
Now dripped from my Spirit with emptiness
Gone you have become from sight
Tears of fear I hold within this mind
There is no spark left to rekindling this heart
Those days now gone as the wind blows
Never to breath any refreshing air
It has now become a smoked filled room
That has taken my breath away
Your voice now silent without words
I have been placed in a chamber of silence
Our memories now rotting away
Lost among your lies
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2022
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