Don't go
Don't go
Don't leave
Though the devil maybe calling
Just come to my heart
As the darkness is falling
It was stolen before
And returned in small pieces
But now it yours
For only you can release it
The girl from the streets
Who spoiled the view
Moved into the shadows
Yet time already knew
That one day you would call me
And capture my heart
So I could paint pictures
Of all of your scars
So my eyes could mourn the death
Of your beautiful smile
Yearn for your gentle touch
As all of the while
Quiet echoes of your laughter
Fell silent in the storm
So don't go
Don't leave
Stay, stand against the cold
Lead me from my darkness
From the maddness of my soul
For without you by my side
My life is but a whisper
A castaway in the crowd
A cold and lonely drifter
So don't go
Don't leave
Though the devil maybe calling
Just come to my heart
As the darkness is falling.
Poetry by Rik
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Editors' choiceWritten on 2015-12-19 at 11:35
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