Aspire
By Syn
Inside of me
inside of you
The blackest blue
of dreams
In times of need
Of jealous greed
To die of riches
found
Until my death
I burn my breath
to fall at your tender
touch
But die within
when hate's my friend
I sever my heart
for you
I dream of days
when love's at play
When we share this
fairytale
My hands are tied
But will bleed this life
For you to love
me
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Copyright 2004 Syn
Published on Thursday, July 8, 2004.
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"Poetry"