My Most Whitest Lullaby
we the step the path thats called out
between the dream and faults
conceived the lies intended
but where's the truth thats lost?
our veils are crossed with reasons spent
your pleasing sour lends my piled sense
i continue forward,towards my flute
my green eyed wind
we pale the leaps whom scream out
present the actions and the plot
relieved your drieing novel
but where's the truth thats lost?
our geo shapes bend loring time
your grimeless smile deludes my limes
i continue forward,towards my shell
my blue eyed wind
we break the limts which balm us
i'll never let go my moon bright
we create the worlds embracing
but where's the truth thats lost?
our eyes washed over the waters clear
your childish laugh makes my crave sear
i continue forward,towards the night
my purple eyed wind
we drink the liqor who wasted out
together we prime the bonded vows
however we know who we aren't
but where's the truth thats lost?
delined our love we wished once had
but begging we coupled again for two
i draw your closer but you a gone spark
my black eyed wind
my most whitest lullaby
Copyright © Zammy Ickler | Year Posted 2017
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