A Thousand Years

October 16, 2011
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Whisper to me slowly
A thousand years
To withhold me
From my nightly fears

Where demons enter
Reality devastating hope
Leaving me as the inventor
Knotting the ropes

Whisk me away from here
To A thousand years
The only place I can endear
With holding my tears

Let the wind whip my face
As I fall to the ground
In my silent disgrace
While my thoughts still rebound





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