Mourn the never ever
Just go to sleep and forget, Starlings flutter in the light, The birds singing tunes of regret, A song before I die tonight. Rest easy weary pillow bound Flying dreams to come my way Bones on my bed shall hear no sound Just hope to sleep through to the day. Any day now I shall sleep to dream To be someone else in another place, Great expectations in every stream I swim renewed by water’s grace. No need for one to make me complete Everything has changed for so it’s staged, The curtain calls, the last emptied seat Now a remnant of the final withered page.
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I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...
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