Listen...if you show me hell, I will travel the fires
To rescue the sins of a salvageable soul- cease desires
Of evil and spotless corruption- put to bed- to retire
Hold the stone of salvation- and sanity- what's love?
The connection of one heart to another- peaceful doves
That fly in all directions of reason- a hand from above
Rhymes held- beauty battered- something to take a hold of
Listen...if you show me heaven, I will meet you there
Small whispers of feelings- forever- climb the stairs
Rubble left in the dust of a broken dawn- repaired
Slip into comfortable routines- nope- not like this
It won't be the same- the old ways shall not be missed
A dance with devilish angels of old youths- I do persist
An old shell- a new interior- a new world- what a twist
Thursday, August 2, 2007
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