(This is another song written by me)
Now I look into the skies,
I find u take on pride..
to mould the mind of "mine"..
And she dares pour this wine..
It's a clarity that we fall apart,
with our dancing dream of dying..
through a gentle breeze of memories
with a soul-it's full of lies!
And then I stare down the streams,
I find ploys of screams..
And the line of lust recedes..
And images placing a peace..
And the drenched woes drift through my vanity
Leave a mind in a mess of "mine"..
Weaving pledges of shattered sanctity
with a vision-it's (a) void of lies!
Unfinished Business
9 years ago
1 comment:
hmmm..............conflict between your pretence and your actual happiness
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