Dead Bodies

by Hope   Jan 31, 2018


Dead bodies:
God made me someone;
in the end, one broken heart;
one broken heart for nobody to take-
what's my mistake?
the end is where I'm from-lonesome, so, take me there but I am the one you need to beware.....,
I take the silence to the skull with black holes, you will never get back what time stole:
leave me lone by the hand, cause it's the end, one broken heart that never mends: befriended, just will me..... -
breakdown to breakaway and I'd fade,
so let me in and I'd let go;
I'd finally believe so just believe on me: free for freedom..... -as belief lies in crimson towers, so just give me the wildflowers: to dance in the freelance,
As this is the last chance, one dance.

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