Kampanje Aubrey Poems

Dreams, dreams, dreams, mine are quite
transient and serene
Flung from fingers inside of me, strumming
the inmost scars of my dreams
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The mountains and the canyons start to wobble and shake
As the beast in its hollow begin to wake
Glimpse the future beckon a simple man, he'll travel back when he can
To find an empress without an emperor
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Outside your window, waited for you
You did not come, and not once you do
Hey, hey, should you not be terrified
Play a dismal shovel maybe, to a sovereign
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My heart for a guitar, thine for
fingers
Sweep mine tender strings
fair musician
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In these hollow seclusions, and an awful cell
Are we a burning log reducing to ash?
Heaven seems so bored to watch over our fragile selves
And to grey we turn, turn, our day is done
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Bloom, bloom, sweet blossom
The midnight wind whispers his melody
Bloom, bloom, yellow flower
I will be itching to see some lady
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Over the mountains, over the sea is freedom
Cross over the canyons beyond every cloud
She has passed the wind that is panting loud
Why lay there, slumbering like a stone
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Regardless if am feeble or not i won't fall back
Serving the pieces of each struggle into what I do forward
Carrying this bird that only the winners can see
Even if i fail what better way is there to live
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In winter you were my flame
In summer you were my shade
No matter what season may be
You always wanted to protect me
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Your face is that of a candlelight
Sitting snugly in the night
I know that upside down frown
It ferries me back in time
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