Look into the others eyes, many frustrations
Read between the lines, no words just vibrations...
(This isn't only a poem it's a song)
You spread out your black wings...
Note--This poem is meant to be read through very...
On the shoals...
The black tears...
the broken wings...
Bring out the mainsail and cast it on high
Its black creases billowing beneath the night sky...
Her fatal wish is to be so
deadly beautiful, it would make the gods bow, put...
Overcast weather lands upon the banks of time
A traveller packs each precious bag of supplies...
Voices of angels going through my head
Dreaming and dreaming of whats to be said...
It's the drop of doom
We lift our soul less bodies...
Lost!
I'm lost...
I flew into the air, but some how i wasn't aware,
that i was being followed by a mysterious shadow...
The beautiful eyes,
cute wings...