dinsdag 22 januari 2008

# 27 Thoughts of liberty

I want you to bleed until all the innocence is restored
And until the moon is no longer covered in darkness.
Many rebels I will have to slay to save me from myself.
Only then will my past let me be free to walk into a beautiful morning.
One that is clean and crisp and sweet, with no shadows lurking near.
A day of pure beauty, like the features of your face, like your eyes; lakes of lush blue
I wish to stay in them forever, burying myself in my fondness for you
Drowning myself in all the good that is left in this forsaken heart
Yes, in my memories I will find you. So; together we shall rest.
Along the shore of shooting stars, along the coast of caring.
With you within me and beside me I shall shine.
And there I'll dream of heaven.

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