sleep beckons and i must go
she comes so rarely any more
i dare not turn her aside
lest she leave me forever
i pray tonight we'll lie locked
in a night time's embrace
where i will lose myself in her
restful ecstasy
and watch her disappear far too soon
with the coming dawn
Æ
Tunes: eisley - brightly wound
WARNING!
Reading this blog has made people want to kill themselves, so if you are easily depressed, perhaps you should find something more uplifting to do, like watch a Holocaust documentary or read a Cormac McCarthy novel.
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