* who are you? *
To cry for those who can't
I listen to the groan of the sky
With each passing year holding
The bare minds of the lost in my grasp
And teach its choir of tears
The music will keep on playing
And the clouds will roll on by
But here I stay,
In the dusk, grey moments
Feeding the minds of the lost
With a tune of pure light
I am not to be remembered
But no one will forget me
As I have darkened your blind view on the world
And lengthened your view on life
I am the light
I am the musician
I am... your only hope
Poetry by lily vitoria
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Written on 2006-10-06 at 00:48
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I am...
While I play the musicTo cry for those who can't
I listen to the groan of the sky
With each passing year holding
The bare minds of the lost in my grasp
And teach its choir of tears
The music will keep on playing
And the clouds will roll on by
But here I stay,
In the dusk, grey moments
Feeding the minds of the lost
With a tune of pure light
I am not to be remembered
But no one will forget me
As I have darkened your blind view on the world
And lengthened your view on life
I am the light
I am the musician
I am... your only hope
Poetry by lily vitoria
Read 798 times
Written on 2006-10-06 at 00:48
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