Sunday, October 4, 2015

Free

Like a solitary note of music pain
It rings in my heart and bleeds red stain
Full in my heart and blank in my mind
Restless and thoughtless, this hell of a bind

The hope of a mend should be killed right now -
The tend of my thoughts and the sway of my love
This so called joy of hoping for a magic
Let it all go -free - make it ecstatic

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