I breathe the Dead...

by AlmostLover   Sep 30, 2009


These tears are floating in the air...

As I take my final breathe...

I dont see these flying fireflies I breathe...

These thoughts are spinning intwine the sea...

As I'm hurting down beneath...

And your eyes are shining like stars I breathe...

These words are speaking the soul of the dead...

As I rest upon the polished stone...

As I hear your voice within my head I breathe...

The Dead....

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