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In Muted Strife
The world is being taken over,
I’m left behind again.
This distance separates my reality
The solemn thoughts come in.
A Morse Code, for the soul
One in which I only understand,
A different kind of bearing though
The isolation is setting in.
I’m not a voyeur – the truth hurts
So I hide behind the lies.
Lying dormant with the negative,
The sunspots cloud my eyes.
What am I here for?
Is the question I mull over,
As relief comes to me slow…
Teasing hands, gently cradle me
Before pushing me to the floor.
A haven, I wish for, me and you
Where we can lay and sleep
My friend, you don’t know, but..
You’re beautiful
A secret I dare to keep.
My heart clenches and my hands fidget
When I hear you’re all alone.
No one beside you, no hand to guide you
Is your path set in stone?
Brush aside, those awful days
Let your smile guide you through
Because today, you’re somebody
If only in my eyes
I hope this gets to you!
- by Mecca Against Reality |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/12/2012 |
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- Title: In Muted Strife
- Artist: Mecca Against Reality
- Description: For Mark. <3 Sorry it took so long to finish, but I hope you like it. ;c
- Date: 05/12/2012
- Tags: muted strife
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