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I awake one morning
To the smell of fresh
Cut flowers, outside
I put on my shoes and
started tapping outside
In the chilly spring air
I shuddered in the breeze
Checking around me for
Signs of the living dead
Walking shells of the
Men and women I once
Knew, a lifetime ago
Yet, there they were
Sitting in the morning
Sun, roses fresh cut
Thorns pricking this
Lively, bleeding thumb
On a sweet, lovely girl
And then, I realized
That they were not
These empty things
But I had fallen deep
Into my own rapture
To drift in ignorance
My mind forever apart
My soul against body
Being lithe in oblivion.
- by x_V-Ghost-V_x |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/15/2011 |
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- Title: Drifter.
- Artist: x_V-Ghost-V_x
- Description: N/A
- Date: 12/15/2011
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