'She Sings The Songs Of Love And Happiness'

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this is beautious 

 

 

She Sings The Songs Of Love & Happiness

 

 

she sings, the lights just how I remember
the songs, the brightness of a god
of love, how can I bare to weather
the happiness, that pours from an open scar

 

the trumpets, they trace to my arrival
and mist, burrows in the space of my toes
and what, I’m about to do  will be rivaled
to the next, to fall into to your control

 

She sways, her footsteps now misguided
and belts, as passion erupts from her soul
her hands, now flail to the longful sirens
cause death, is life’s maternal goal

 

She falls, to the feet of her beholder
And cups, the hands she must now depart
She bathes, in the moments of despair and sorrow
And drowns, in the feeling of a broken heart.

[NewUsername 11,376]

Did you write that?

[Antoni 5,332]

Well-written.