My Halo

Post-Apocalypse

This love is no more than a far cry

A snake bitten clanging charm

Bane of the delicate dreamer

A mean case of the dirty blues

No warnings to fare the weather

No intervention for the jumper

This version is a memoir out of print

Every scar healed and forgotten

A peace you ‘ll never understand

The invisible begging to be seen

A nuance asking to be made clear

A playground too vast to measure

The book we wrote reads more freely

The entangled bond I’ll not fight

Timely news when it’s all come d...

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Published on June 03, 2015 17:59
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