No don't call me away from myself yet,
I just lost another of life's cruel bet.
Let me sit here and ponder a while more,
gaping,hoping at the closed black door.
knowing that he's not the one, knowing that it can't be done.
My mind is sinking; escaping than to accept,
it turned stubborn in its face; to the belief it crept...wept.
Come take away my memories of him and his words,
detach me from this full circle; make me fly away like those birds.
A bird he called me; look how my wings were torn apart,
dyed in crimson; heinously cut and thrown in the death cart.
Pull,pull,pull me to the old place afar,
his words of love burns me pleasantly; makes my heart coal and tar.
Alas! Alas!
It shall not come to pass...
Your pictures are equally impressive to your words.congrats....
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