at the gates
At the gates I yearn for you,
Your guile and my need.
I feel your lips upon my cheek,
Crushed, I fall down to my knees.
Abandoned, left alone to cry,
I've been cursed and sacrificed.
My tears freeze in the icy wind,
Remembrence is my will.
In the world in which I only live,
I look at you for one last time.
Driven away by my own damn pride,
I am chained to you forever.
Long, lost and forgotten,
I know now I will never see the light.
The feelings and emotions,
On that chilly, black October night.
The world is just keeps right on turning,
So do I but without you.
In the shadows I remain forever,
I once was young and never knew.
2007-11-27
06:54:34
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