With a Pride which has died

Rubin The Ghost
2026 m. Balandžio 08 d., 12:04
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My pride that has died, in what

ill confide in the souls that

cried, soaked eyes from those

that hide.

For the bliss, all that I miss,

a longing risk inept of a kiss.

Extracted and destroyed,

emotions I've deployed, souls

entirely devoid, my being all

whom they avoid.

Collective aggression, seeping

depression, blinded intentions

and loathing corrections.

A drink needed to ease,

bended is my knee, too many tears incapable to see, of what it is we truly need.

Not just a hand but the warmth of one too. Not just a hug but the feeling as it comes through.

Not just a kiss, from the lovers we miss.

But the ecstasy in their eyes... oh my foolish demise

To be Longing and yearning,

but cowering and sobbing,

corroded the mind into that which is throbbing.

Why are they, everything they say.

But to me they are not, but a feeling I've saught.

That like the ocean an exhilarating emotion.

The look of the sun, oh love please begun.

A temptation of fate. Oh darling, too late.

Why cant you see, its alway

Why cant you see, its always been me.

More loving than earth, give into this birth.

It was never just a saying, oh please love, I am praying.

Open those sweet eyes and end your sorrow. Know my love protects till the morrow.

Your soul and mind, ill never leave behind.

An angel like you, incapable to define.

But you i know and forever youll glow.

act just as spring on the winters last snow...

Forever a miss, ignorance and bliss.

I was never yours, not a mark even on the scores.

But to me you'll always be the angel of heaven.

From now till Forever the one ill let in.

Unconditional, Delusional, erosional, bliss.

Forever my glowing angel, my heart i hope you'll miss.

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