We shall overcome this, wings will spread once more, for our troubles will end in a kiss, as angels to heaven, let us soar, or crickets at night or the morning mist, We hide now in our own dusky shadow, the distant sound of barking beasts pierce our hearts like a diamond tipped arrow; upon our pride they greedily feast, and we, we are left to wallow on the gallow, The final Moon has come to set now, it battles the almighty for its life, but it will leave in the end with a bow, and we, we are left to our bitter strife, watching the last twinkle of the hunter or the plough, We did all we could to hold on, but my love it was not to be, the tides and the stars will soon be gone, and only the dust remains of you and me, it is me, and you on your own, from here and here on.
Posted on: Wed, 25 Sep 2013 18:27:22 +0000
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