PHQ-Nickname:
Szaladin
Halfquake:
Seventh Heaven
Level:
29
Total kills:
595,623
Birthday:
October 16th 1990
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| Mood: | weird |
| Type: | Poem |
| Added: | April 26th 2009, 22:02:19 |
| Visits: | 1426 |
| Series: | [ The tranqualizing Muse ] |
| Rating: | Not rated yet. |
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Description:
The second text today. Riding the train creates a nice timespan to be used writing stuff.  |
The Muse
[Vrs1]
A faint touch of envying passes by
places a lie
I wish I could sigh
The dark orange catching the eye
once so blind
so used to the gray
- So after hundred and sixteen days
I haven't figured out a way
-to touch the shine of this muse
but now it is clear to me
that my concience is clean
i cannot choose
[Chr]
Can hardly stand to be moving through emptyness
Dragged away
Will never be blessed by forgiveness
Shut in, inside
I wonder
I wonder how
Not just why
[Vrs2]
A tiny shadow of trust darkens the mind
to cross a line
i stay far behind
A green glance missing my face
your grace I
so want to embrace
- after thousands and thousands of days
truth could kick in my face
- the strongest moral can break
crushed by the hope
which I lost a long, lost a long, longFacing
time before
[Chr]
[Bridge]
waiting
running,
screaming,
hoping for much more
longing
breaking
agonizing
washed dead ashore
[Chr]
[Outro]
want to find
the minimum point
of distance to you
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