thought we were in love
By Loneliness is condescending •
Say
The
Words
To
Part
My
Soul
And
Let
Me
Go
Into
The
Night
And empty words
With empty thoughts
Mean more then every light within your eyes
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March 27, 2006 04:34lost the lonely dead
That Dieing Light
The words, doth lie dead?
Feelings, run dry?
It has often been said
Eyes are the tunnels to the soul
So i ask you now
What light was there?
Did you not see it faltering?
How could you miss the flickering?
That dieing light, the soul
It, tortured, battered, beaten
Forgot to love, to care to shine
And thus did die, so shall IThe words, doth lie dead?
Feelings, run dry?
It has often been said
Eyes are the tunnels to the soul
So i ask you now
What light was there?
Did you not see it faltering?
How could you miss the flickering?
That dieing light, the soul
It, tortured, battered, beaten
Forgot to love, to care to shine
And thus did die, so shall I