Obsidian

I’m holding onto you

In the darkness of my mind

Where i find a blue steel line

Leading down to you

Cradled on the opaque shore

Holding on just once more

To all that could have should have been

Before the world was ripped and torn

And i love you like a wounded man

Counting grains of blood red sand

Watching stars shoot me down

In the darkness of my mind

Where i find a blue steel line

Leading down to you

Dancing through your final dream

One last act one last scene

Searching for the hidden clause

On fast forward without a pause

And i love you like a wounded man

Crying tears of obsidian

Heart of gold tortured soul

In the darkness of my mind.





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Written on 2018-08-07 at 21:24

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
Ces mots sont plutôt pesants... mais je comprends leurs origines. Bien dit, merci.
2018-08-08