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Music Addict
Join Date: Dec 2005
Posts: 690
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You I am ashamed. I will speak to you, But only from the comfort of darkness. Do not strain your eyes, To see my face. With this coarse voice, I will attempt to explain. I regard you with wonder, And better still with awe. You are a miracle. And I am undeserving. Please forgive me, Though I wouldn't do the same. My hypocrisy is crippling. I am a man who is whole. Without the sum of his conscience. I am a liar. And you exist as my only truth. My honesty in the form of, A breathtaking figure of grace. Yet I sit here... in a place devoid of light. To avoid your gaze. And when I emerge from these shadows with my torn face. I know you will be there with the healing touch. And I will weep in silence and without regard to time. From my hands onto your cheeks. My tears, succumbing to gravity. My love finally resting, A solemn corpse buried in you. R. Crowe |
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