Tempt subtle innuendo from its natural glorified side
Reflect a purpose unencumbered filled with nothing left to hide
A mirror none has looked upon harbors imaginations of stamina with fervor still
Contemplating the distance between past contrition laden with unspoken secrets left to kill
Revere most lavishly each melancholy note
Spend time reminiscing acts of nefarious loneliness that now ends aimless and remote
Only faded memories
That pulse of tormented shame
Can fill the vacant hours of which I solely am to blame
Sanguine flowing fantasies, that is all they will ever be
If the hands of time would simply hearken, I could easily be free
Comfort weary spectacles with clandestine optimistic style
As though a pinnacle rose to meet them
Waving a triumphant banner of honor boldly across the sky
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See it...hear it...feel the breath of life
From its silence softly whispers
See me in your dreams and secret visions endlessly through the night
In quiet desperation I await your gentle embrace wishing and hoping you can unlock me...
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