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DA (Jan.5,1995 / Nashville, Tennessee)

Circles

Our hearts are clenched close
by the thorns of a mystic rose.
As we lie in agony and let the thoughts drip to our beds,
Our sheets become draped with secrets of dark shades of reds.

As the one lonely tear falls from my face.
I cry your name,
trapped in this empty space.

I hold a trembled vision of your smile on my thoughts.
As we approach in person.

I watch with blinded eyes,
listen with deafened ears
and whisper with a muted voice.

Who would've known you'd have done this,
that you can cure me with a kiss.
As we hold eachother
bloodsoaked with tears of sorrow,
we wash it all away,
i can hear, see and speak of nothing but you.

The day is over
and the time is up.
We whisper our lovely goodbyes,
to be alone again and bleed it out.
Waiting to relive this vicious romantic circle.

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Comments (4)

A powerful perspective on the diffrent seasons of love.
A powerful perspective on the diffrent seasons of love.
A powerful perspective on the diffrent seasons of love!
quite sad... anyway well expressed/penned poem