Wednesday, December 4, 2013

B- Minor



Melodies of thoughts, strung in a pearl
Of my significant meaningless life, struggling,
Dragging, raring to pick up, it hoards my mind;
The endless tire, fighting sadness, evil,
Truth and all my lies; Harming within, torturing

Moans, shrieks and those deep scars,
Scare you away, you cry, you weep 
"Don't think" you say, well, I'm sorry
I'm sorry, this is just me, I'm sorry,
This is all who I can be, none more

Melodies of thoughts, the music,
The rhyme and the rhythm, humming,
Thumping, coarse, fine, high, mellow
The beat is one, its me; The chill follows
It ain't silence, but music my love

It ain't weird, but me, my love,
Don't cry, look the moon is in the sky,
It's humming my song, my life,
It's looking down upon me, into my eyes,
Don't worry, we are fine; Our life,
Is in the right chord and you are mine.

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