It's not my place to say.
Whatever words that come this way.
It's not my world to say.
Every thought that looks your way.
It's not my being to say.
That I look at you and see that there was no way.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
~S/A\N/G\R/E\L~
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~S/A/N/G/R/E/L~
Raging flames and blazes anew,
Burning drops of midnight dew.
Lo and behold,
The herald of our demise,
A siren who whispers eternal sorrow.
With forsaken verses that grip sadness and regret...
With a forlorn voice that quakes the very faith of our hearts...
Weak...
So weak...
We who cannot understand...
The truth she dares to let us hear...
But viced by fear.
But viced by everything we dare not comprehend...
Lo and behold...
A herald of our destruction.
A siren who whispers the truth that won't be heard.
Lo...
Angels that once were...
And may never be.
~S/A/N/G/R/E/L~
Raging flames and blazes anew,
Burning drops of midnight dew.
Lo and behold,
The herald of our demise,
A siren who whispers eternal sorrow.
With forsaken verses that grip sadness and regret...
With a forlorn voice that quakes the very faith of our hearts...
Weak...
So weak...
We who cannot understand...
The truth she dares to let us hear...
But viced by fear.
But viced by everything we dare not comprehend...
Lo and behold...
A herald of our destruction.
A siren who whispers the truth that won't be heard.
Lo...
Angels that once were...
And may never be.
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