Thought About

by

The Lovely Goddess looks the definition of love

eyes all warm with the heat from her heart

and with movements none

she robs you of the very title

you thought

she steals it all away

not meaning to harm or noticing

like a portrairt,a painting,being a masterpiece

like tomorrow and a million more

of dreams and fantasy

your street

she does not belong

but in a million places at once

in every song

shes pierced with pain

that takes from me

shes all I'd ever want

theres nothing I could ever do that would be enough

to equal to come close to what she deserves

and you to try to sell her like you sell yourself

or attempt to sell me out

are wrong in every sense of the world

and everytime you think its fucked

she is the living art of myth reason prayers and reality

she all you could ever hope to be

time has washed your chance to compete

for you gave away you magic to the wasted answers

you thought

taking having blameing someone for others

is it you in the mind

is it you sculping nothing

because she is all a dream

she has the word all

time take us to hell

she has the only thing I lack

in the eyes of the shadow marked for memeory

from the ground that lust to be walked on

to the skies that wash around her

until my eyes see only the beauty

and I die a thousand dreams.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at eyes
by: Regnarts
from: Henryetta, OK, US

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