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What that will come
Of Nothing
Let come;
That which will come
Of nothing, comes
Nothing.
More than would,
I would love,
For there is nothing
High greater.
But here do I speak
Of Nothing -
Sound.
To be heard.
To be felt.
For nothing sought,
Remember:
I loved you
Yea, even you,
Seeking of nothing.
Learning of nothing.
Speaking of nothing.
That in return -
Nothing,
Should be required.
Nothing should be
Withheld vengeful.
That there be
Nothing separable.
Nothing.
You will find
Nothing,
Of me - you.
O, count not
Figures to me;
Tell me nothing
Of days and hours.
Of weight in gold
And intention hoped.
For boiled unto hither,
Leaves nothing
Of Nothing.
For I, nothing bound,
Bound nothing to me.
- by Rygaen Yuui |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/06/2009 |
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- Title: More of Nothing
- Artist: Rygaen Yuui
- Description: A personal dilemma with my best friend and a scruple we got into. We're cool now though.
- Date: 05/06/2009
- Tags: more nothing bound speaking friendship
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