Words are but a waste of breath
Kept in the depth that of my mind a believe was
The utterance of your voice the fire it sparked
A dream it might have been for in my believe I stick
Uncertainty, the ice that melts
A crash upon my somnolent mind
With realization that yes… you spoke.
Kept in the depth that of my mind a believe was
The utterance of your voice the fire it sparked
A dream it might have been for in my believe I stick
Uncertainty, the ice that melts
A crash upon my somnolent mind
With realization that yes… you spoke.
© Dredd X
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