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Soul Deep Ache

Fragil, I crave for something more, I ache for ancient times, Long past and gone before. Dance with me, Waltz sweetly, Wont you dance with me, Sweep me across the floor. I crave, Oh Darling, I crave something more. Oh how difficult, It can be, To live in a world, Such as this. Oh how my heart needs, To go back to the past. Drip, drip, On my tongue, If there were a potion, To bring me back, I fear id be addicted to one, So wont you dance with me, Sweep me away, Waltz sweetly, Like a prince of the fey, Darling wont you dance with me. Long past and gone before, I crave something more, Sweep me across the floor, I ache for ancient times, I crave something more, It is hard to live in this world, With memories of bursting color, That tell me of other lives, If there were a potion to make it stop, Id gladly take one, Dance with me, I am fragile.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 11/9/2014 6:31:00 PM
a visceral, lonely piece. I could feel the anguish, a desire left to burn itself out. I liked it.
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