Spawning Distance

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Wordless worlds lie dark and cold

As 'someday' tales life put on hold

These treasure troves of what could be

Search dreams in depth for breath of me

I've heard them echo sorrow's call

Spin twisted lines as to enthrall

A few have time yet lack a place

Tho' most are dreams of faltered grace

The ones which beat a tragic heart

I fear my mind would scream apart

So those I'll rarely glance upon

Should evil whispers scheme to spawn

Love glimpsed a life though never planned

Took songs to heart then played my hand

Lost scores of music seeking sheets

Scaled notes in verse as rhyming beats

Dropped endless tears and broken smiles

Could sate a land with hopeless miles

Yet notions too reserved to fly

I've blushed with crimson marks as shy

And some concepts I cannot catch

My mind is fueled yet blows the match

But I'll brave through this mindless dare

As silent thoughts caught unaware.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 07, 2010 ⏰

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