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I stepped into the shadows
Not so far away from light.
But I felt this urge to go deeper...
Felt like someone was calling me too far from sight.
Not knowing what to do,
Not wanting to turn back,
I prepared to go farther
Hoping no one would attack.
The farther I purged into darkness,
The clearer I could hear...
That sweet hypnotic melody
You used to hum into my ear...
I wondered for hours on end
Searching for that blissful tune.
Not knowing where I was going,
Hoping I'd find you very soon.
So much time had passed,
It felt the day was nearing twilight.
My eyes strained as I tried to tell,
But all I saw was the darkness of night.
Now noticing the sound was closer,
I bolted into the dark.
And there you stood before me
Still baring my mark.
My eyes must have deceived me...
How could it be true?
It was only a couple months ago
That they had buried you.
But my concerns soon melted away
As you sang my lullaby.
Your voice so beautiful and soft,
So very refined...
Such a sweet, sweet melody.
It was something I sure did miss.
And for the first time in months I felt whole
As you pulled me into a kiss.
Tears of joy filled my eyes,
And gently rolled down my cheeks.
I had prayed that this would happen.
I prayed for so many weeks...
Before I even thought to open my eyes,
You were already gone.
And even after you left,
I continued to hear that song.
Such a sweet, sweet melody...
No longer something I'd have to miss.
And now I'm sure you loved me my dear,
You said it all in our last kiss...
heart heart heart heart
- by Arekitsu-Chan |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/28/2009 |
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- Title: Sweet Lullaby
- Artist: Arekitsu-Chan
- Description: I was looking at a friends poem they made for their little brother. They had read it at his funeral. I was also thinking of someone who I love dearly. This is the result of thought. Please be kind to me.
- Date: 02/28/2009
- Tags: sweet lullaby love death
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- TR-kister - 03/01/2009
- Wow... I really like the last 2 paragraphs... 5/5
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