Quiet Man Cometh
We're all mad here.
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See this light?
This light is me
Shining in your window, there.
Feel that breeze?
That breeze is me
Blowing whispers through your hair.
Hear that song?
That song is me
Our melody upon your ear.
Feel this breath?
This breath is me
My final kiss for us to share.
The nox theme seems to lend itself to somber poetry.
Last edited by Quiet Man Cometh; 11-07-2013 at 09:45 AM.
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Posted 11-07-2013, 05:21 AM
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