Dear friends, living, lost, and long dead
To days gone by and words needed, but not said
Could I find the time again if I were to try?
Or have all opportunities justly passed me by?
To grow up knowing one may be born to die?
Trapped in a cave with no way to thrive
As our hearts hold dear
To wishes and lives we dream
But here no rest only the fear to be
And yet we try and hope
An event we must coax
More elusive than the wind or a ghost
A shadow we must chance even during night
For hope is the drive, the promise, the flight
My love, if you could see me now
I’d trade my life for yours, but how?
Even on my lowest days the choice is mine
And if I see you again, I will help you thrive.
A dream unto me,
of times and fables gone by,
why did I cry,
when I knew the line made not to cross
yet we crossed long ago and long before
lines on your face I did adore
and what was me?
Not much to say
Who would believe on my most honest day
one who saw life and world
from burn to birth
from grass to grit
from time to time
Too weary to see it once again pass me by
and you came like speck in the night
my universe to your star
burning brightly from afar
And I knew you would fade
but all the same I wanted to stay
and see you grow old bright star from afar
touch you and caress you kindly
love you blindly
even when you fade into that dark night
back into nothing after burning so bright
let it be known that you made my time fly ever lovingly by
and if revived to come out one day
please come by
please come and stay.
There once was a vampire named Thume, Who took a succubus up to his room,
Where they argued all night,
Over who had the right,
To drain away what, and from whom.
Never meet your heroes
Lives well lived and read
For there is a reason theirs ends in prison
And only lauded after they’re dead
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