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.
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