Silent & Vicious

Mystique420Mystique420 Posts: 338
edited April 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
What moods doth lie in wait
for a secret and painful ache?
What tears do catch my soul...
what fears do mark my heart with coal?
One can't move if one can't breath
so speak to me now, end this repreive!
I waited so long that now is nearly nowhere,
and hearts do often seek what is lost in snare.
I lost what I am in you
sadly the world has yet to find the clue.
So here it ends- this night of madness
the silent and viciously waiting darkness.
"To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."

--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed-- ;) nah,... we smoke it!
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