To dazzle roads of loneliness
You are angelic, and I a mess
My head can but fail to succeed
Do little more than what it needs
Where you going to anyways?
The course of paths and endless days
May i walk little with you, in peace
My words to silence, and thoughts to cease
I will follow unreservedly
To nether regions not since agreed
Take time to question current times
Preaching numbers, fate and rhyme
Can we least, be part as one
Chase this night and devour the sun
Pray together for a short while
Before we succumb, end our smiles.
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