George Klonarakis

My captured heart does not wish to,
Be rescued from the spell of you.
Discard the key which sets me free.
I will willfully a captive be.
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Broken heroes bitter tears.
Discarded souls enslaved by fears.
The ones who love you know your heart.
They've been beside you from the start.
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Memories, like sands of time
Can softly drift between the lines
No matter where your steps lead to
Memories, come calling you
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Frozen, silver nightingale.
The moon invades the night.
Lonely, bitter vagabond.
The wind skulks out of sight.
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On a winter's night of restless dreams.
And all is calm, or so, it seems.
Bathed in moonlight, shimmering.
A snowbank lays in wait of spring.
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Sharpen your swords and powder your kegs,
When the Lycan screams out your name.
Lower your shutters and bolt your doors.
Your prayers are but in vain.
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Feelings move like ocean waves.
They carry with them joys and pains.
Whether tiny ripples or tsunami.
They ebb and flow perpetually.
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