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By it dosent matter Date: 2006 Mar 06 Comment on this Work [[2006.03.06.23.43.31265]] |
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and shall i die yet another day as waves of warm remembrance wash o'er this vast and empty hollowness this rent within my chest open wide to aches and feels i will never give away and my temper stutters self a candle to the blistering light that gutters soft before tis dawn and of memories these what bleed so deep what ache still in dim felt sorrows only a touch yet it awakens needs and in trembling hands do i hold once more all that i was in shreds and gasps with only a name holding me sane this slender thread of gathered sound a name what still sings so heavens holy chords held within strange how a name can still mean so much this one that tis simply yours... |