Right hereSometimes I like to imagine, To bring a kiss to you, or to hold if you were in fear. or walk a beach in all innocents. have nothing but love and each ones hands. you can hold me,Right here
I can with be with you,
I can dream dreams, I am still right here.
SpaceLost in the sea time, blankets me in nothingness, Mind drips down to grim rememberance, of times of have not. feelings of sharp pain, bleeding to a deep darkness. to float in a empty a space. To reach arms for a warm touch, to only feel the cold cross my chest.Space
ColdTo float across a emotionless lake, To drip wet, I have my arms open, but they still crossed. I cant crY, but my head is in my hands. I hold, but you already gone. I want a touch, but my eyes only got a cold stare.Cold
Why does the world seem steamless, and I am standing still. why do you disagree, and I said nothing. Why I do look and you only look away.
I am waiting, to nothing.
Little birdLovely little bird Tell why you won't fly? and leave this sullen place to join your friends up in the sky?Little bird
Quiet little bird Will you tell why songs have ceased? Is it sorrow that now chokes you with no joy to be released?
So still, my little bird Why won't you beat your wings,
or breath within your lungs or find the warmth that sunlight brings?
You're falling, little bird your descent is much to quick in all my quiet musing have I missed that you are sick?
You've died, my little bird and are buried in the ground
IceQueen
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"Time is the school in which we learn." - Joan Didion
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"Time is the school in which we learn." - Joan Didion
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