faces of my closest dreams and forces of my memories
dancing lies and confirmations going on and on and on
feeling of a desecration glimpse of perilous affection
open doors and windows shatter dagger cuts and cuts and binds
graciousness within a trial dangerous my sweet denial
often ways to evermore will stand at bay and watch you cry
soothing within ways of my mind I cannot cry into much warning
memories carried will watch me bleed into the sea of our first meeting

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