And I've come to the realization
That my identity
Is tightly entangled
With my perception of what we are
Slight of hand
sweetheart
you belong to the elite
Sleep in silence
as I attempt to understand
The unimaginable
as I attempt to come to terms
with the unforgivable
What footprint
will i leave behind
with you in arms
I leave none
For you elevate me
above the
Wednesday, November 06, 2013
Shakespeare
Personally,
I object
to the notion
And to that end
I defend
the one true love
I have come to call my own
Like a stone
who gathers no moss
I too wandered the path
too heavy to toss
but not heavy enough to pick up
The burden of this life
Is lifted when you leave the tunnel
And so I am conflicted
Love or let live?
That is the question
I object
to the notion
And to that end
I defend
the one true love
I have come to call my own
Like a stone
who gathers no moss
I too wandered the path
too heavy to toss
but not heavy enough to pick up
The burden of this life
Is lifted when you leave the tunnel
And so I am conflicted
Love or let live?
That is the question
Cocoon
Butterfly
Through the mind's eye
I can see you through
The mind's eye
I can see you through
Open up your eyes
Open up your mind
Open up your heart
And let me in
Little eye
Little did I know
Little did I mind
That you wouldn't let me in..
Butterfly
Soaring through the void
Voiding every thing you touch
Seeing everything that I mind
So let me in
If you have any Self-respect
If you have any Sense of belonging
Since I have been ever-longing
For you ever since I've known
Known what is right from wrong
What is weak from strong
What is good from..
Butterfly
Through the mind's eye
I can see you through
The mind's eye
I can see you through
Open up your eyes
Open up your mind
Open up your heart
And let me in
Little eye
Little did I know
Little did I mind
That you wouldn't let me in..
Butterfly
Soaring through the void
Voiding every thing you touch
Seeing everything that I mind
So let me in
If you have any Self-respect
If you have any Sense of belonging
Since I have been ever-longing
For you ever since I've known
Known what is right from wrong
What is weak from strong
What is good from..
Butterfly
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