Ethereal
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Ethereal
The silence between us is but a testament only the naive believe love comes from the heart No longer will my voice be as thunder in your ears these are the final thoughts I give to you Death comes in many forms and as often as the setting sun there shall be no mourning no empty platitudes not this time Because emotion is our inconvenient truth Chemical reactions from conscious and subconscious thought It's criminal the void that spans between but from the weight of guilt neither is spared Maybe I have nothing left to offer and you may no longer care Yet blood still flows the organic remains intact An angry man has passed beyond the veil Now a hopeful man stands hand outstretched heart unbroken but worry not many years remain till he see's his sunset though fists may burn with hatred Chests may constrict with fear and skulls pound from anger these things are born of the body Love is ethereal it comes from the soul and it shall always remain untarnished I just thought you should know |
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| again...such bare, ferocious truths...but that ring of hope as this nears its end... as we want to have hope of doing some good before we reach our end.. that we make some mark..that we make peace with others and more importantly ourselves. jacob | Posted on 2011-03-14 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ] | |
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