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Tina Its Ok

my dancer in the flames you think your gone but your memories i retain. Lingering in my finger tips your sweet soul is still ever kissed awake and ok. Safe and Ok. I would still do anything to see you ok. We dreamed this nightmare together we can dance out of it the same. looking into me I still see the one i gave my all to. In my arms are safety in this dance is your regeneration of what you feel is a hopeless situation. Forgiveness in waterfalls of tears is all i have to my name. Regret i didnt fight the tormentors that came and got you with something more that i didnt keep on in some way i didnt see when i had nothing left I should have died before giving you away. I remember your smile and my friend i dont remember the terror, Its you I remember, My dear friend its you I remember. No pride in this dance just a dance of final flames seeking your soul to save, I feel your in danger and terror not far from your forever. I seek to stretch a pedal to you to remind you who you are. I pick you up even as withered and hopeless you think you are. Im still here for you. I still care about you. lies and all I dont care I still cry for you. Not for my loss but for you. Do those necromancers you call friends ever shed a tear for your pain? Look around you they are destroying you and when your gone they will celebrate a victory of evil insane. My friend it doesnt have to be that way. look again im still here holding out a hand in these flames.your not alone you just forgot the ones that know your true name, drank a poison that made you forget what it was like to see clearly and feel ok. when they rapped you they stole so much so fast you lost sight in the whirlwind. Im still here with you im still your angel just one word away. Take this dance before they take your life away. I was never your enemy its a illusion evil made. please take my hand sweetheart it will be ok.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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