| six |
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spent the days like an irrational astronomer (gazing)
searched the clouds as if they had some meaning to me pale scorn cried in the blistered change the pattern was there, locked in your face to me and the ground lay in ash, soddened with gold as winter passes, our will grows old to me anesthetic departure into the silent rain six seasons passed like ophelia sang to me and did you see this coming around? did you see the love hang down? oh did you see it on my face? oh i don't know will you ever learn to wait? you seethed in this orb of light but why?... why couldn't it be right? you sank into that shit-hole you call hope i wonder if it's the last time you'll ever elope and you shed your skin to face the spring rain no, i didn't expect to see, such a glorious change but you stay in, your tunnel vision, if it's all you want to do after six, and after truth, i still yearn to find you but did you see this coming around? and did you see our love hang down? oh did you see the look on my face? oh it's from you will you ever learn to wait? an april morning, the seventh day happened to be, a saturday i looked once more, at that face i knew never got my chance to thank you |
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| dedicated to amber. |