The Drunk Tiger
Lynn - Poem by The Drunk Tiger
Here As I lay in mourn
Ripping thoughts leave me torn
In thy dimming life so gray
No feeling can be felt, one could say
Hearing the words of alone
Leaves nothing, not even the echo's of a storm
Such dark clouds in a haunting sky weep
Memories of her pour from an unforgotten dream
As I become dust to the one I love and adore
Leaves wounds to remind thyself of a person no more
And as the sand caught into the ocean wave
Thy love for all will soon dissipate...
Is a shame I lied...
Thoughts of her continue to hover over me,
Like a bird gliding over a quite sea...
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