Tuesday, December 11, 2012

The Wooden


Sinful as fire
Raging in heat
I vowed down
And accepted my defeat

Thou art is burning
My favor is turning
And here I stay
In my sanity's grace

Like a solstice I behold
Stubborn and rummage
I invoked,
Such a courage I hold

But it was a nightmare
A never ending spree
When you are there
And here I lay lonely

In a vast nest
My heart keeps burning
And it teared down every breath
Without a soul returning

Rua

 

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