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A prison of my times .. and a paradise of yours .. but are you still listening to my echoes through your
We could share ourselves through these wires .. but can you touch me without f l i n c h i n g?
With tangibility always the question .. answers ridicule my clumsy efforts to c r a w l out of this corner ..
Guilty of facing my back on hope .. it would still
When we pushed through the blizzard .. we believed in what we couldn't see ..
but I fell out of your shadows and let myself breathe in my selfishness ..
When THEY take control of you .. let them in to give you those
Far away is the distant summer where I held them for you .. in your hands.
Transcend for the intangible ..
and watch this last sunset with me.
pulsations? We could share ourselves through these wires .. but can you touch me without f l i n c h i n g?
With tangibility always the question .. answers ridicule my clumsy efforts to c r a w l out of this corner ..
Guilty of facing my back on hope .. it would still
smile politely understanding what I really mean.When we pushed through the blizzard .. we believed in what we couldn't see ..
but I fell out of your shadows and let myself breathe in my selfishness ..
When THEY take control of you .. let them in to give you those
last a u t u m n l e a v e s ..Far away is the distant summer where I held them for you .. in your hands.
Transcend for the intangible ..
and watch this last sunset with me.
some words that needed life were put together in this ..
I derived my inspirations for this piece from bits and pieces of Poets of the Fall, New Shores and .. my creator.
I derived my inspirations for this piece from bits and pieces of Poets of the Fall, New Shores and .. my creator.
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