Cloud of Confusion, by Loneliness is condescending
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Timid whispers crisp among the wind
Drift against tightly locked doors
So sweetly sealed against, deep with in
Fallen snow turned to wetted ash
Emotions shown by shards of missing records
Spinning still in eerie sound of staggered notes
Soaring room to room like silent smoke
Noting life with broken time
With prefect precision of unknown sources
Days will turn a minute
To watch the world age backwards
Lessons over looked to make the mistake again
I should simply sleep
Lumbering bodies of rundown cars
Cover up your view of new
Content to let the rust eat away their limbs
Toppling in the wild yards drowning breath the storming
weeds
See the wonders tower over as they crumble
Artistic frames of Meaningless feats
Generation of Generation pass along glorified Tales of
failure
Stories rise from pages of disintegrating fables
There in shattered spines sleeps the hidden ending
The sine of it dulled with time
Common eyes again passed over
Buts somewhere below in the flicking lamplight in the dieing
shadows
Crystal Sea sailed by Magic hunted by thieves
Fills the air with screaming trees burning to the ground
LOOK THERE! A softly slumbering troll
Can't you see?
Burned out bulbs will lead the way casting light upon the
truth
Press your ear to the water stained cover soon you'll hear
A shattering glass some one's hopes are leaking on the
retuning floor
Dripping down forgotten toys spew about like childhood
That sad enchanted voice our heroes breaking heart
I tell you it's all there
Tightly strapped against the hallow spine
Hurry please the morning cry is growing close
Looks ahead give him hope
DON NOT LEAVE!
Darkness enfolds on him the cry goes on encircling the soul
Shamelessly you trapped him there
Arrogant to your own wants
Wounded forever dieing without the hope of living
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Posted: 2005-11-02 04:38:01 UTC |
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