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Treason
A treason misjudged, The end of our love, Be it not so, not so. Measured the heart, In the still and the know, Where filling the still, Would slow, does slow. Turning the silence Where roots tangled soul, Entwined in the lie, Knotted thread. Treason is mine, Reason refined, Filling our silence Grows dread. Be it not so, So slow, must go, My treason is judged, By the dead. Raine Les 5/13/2009 |
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Volumes are spoken here as they are consumed in awe. Very nice.
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Beautiful.....and BTW.....sounds like it would be a great Evanescence song for sure!
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Treason A treason misjudged, The end of our love, Be it not so, not so. Measured the heart, In the still and the know, Where filling the still, Would slow, does slow. Turning the silence Where roots tangled soul, Entwined in the lie, Knotted thread. Treason is mine, Reason refined, Filling our silence Grows dread. Be it not so, So slow, must go, My treason is judged, By the dead. Raine Les 5/13/2009 Wow. Some write Sharris! Nice job |
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you all are so kind to me. Your reflections keep me going..
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