Hollow tips,
Speak shallow to my lips
The pointed tips
And my puddle drips
Leaking through the cracks
A burst of panic attacks
My body shriveled in seconds of the sun's barrel,
And now it's black
Like someone who turned their back
And now they can't turn back
But this lovely, beautiful grandeur.
Can show us the way back.
My lovely tool
You resolve everything that I've ever dreamed of.
All I want from you now.
Is the sound of your ignition
That needs no petition
To set me free
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The Raven's Hymn
Poezie"A wonderful moonlight, Shines on your soul. It illuminates a sillhouette, Of waves that cause havoc With haphazard directions of agony. Let the raven welcome you to it's domain, And sing unto you, The symphony of many." Highest ranking in inspiring...
