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Post by dragonyear on Mar 27, 2011 23:19:43 GMT -8
In the spring of our new found love Suddenly I feel an unseen weight in my cupped hand I stretch out my fingers to the purpose of inspection There in lays, the power to hurt you Delicately nestled hatch-ling sparrow She sleeps here.... In the binding of gentle secrets Streaming revelations confided of the soul bold enough to bestow Into my valiant armor empowered with trust There is a question in your look, Are you concerned by the sprouting of rust? This orb in my grasp, could it be blown of thin glass? A sphere forged to the ends of shattering You feel steel in my chest All this strength be used to protect Which side of the coin am I? Will I wring the life from your little neck Is your devotion a charming song of true heart Do you strum my tenderness in phantom rhythms Does this gleam bathe in brooding tone of a rigid ruse unknown Come to my abode this night, We are to become one Might we implode in languish before rising sun
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