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I know we’re all souls just trying to connect with someone, but we’re all left searching on our own
As Tall As Lions/Ghost of York
May Showers
please sir, articulate how you feel
paint a picture with your words that ensnares music notes
that make symphonies marvel at your excellence
that will move, that which cannot be moved to lengths
unobtainable by that of falling stars
so that the wishes that have befallen them seem incomparable to
the measure of your words
please sir tell me of love
tell me a tale so marvelous that the tears of which will fall down my cheeks
will stand motionless as gravity wont be able to hold its glory, its joy
make it so unbearably fallacious that its truth shall cry out to the heavens
to Hell
so that Lucifer shall repent and become the Angel of latter to sing a ballad
so that every man shall feel the magnitude of your sorrow in his chest
every woman their bosom
tell a tale so grand that the title of such tale shall mark the skin of any man
who hast ever loved
any women who hast ever lost
any lovers who hast ever cried
what say you sir of this tale?
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a tale
such stories don’t exist my fellow
I haven’t much to say of a love so grand
a love that calls in the midst of the night
to bring flutters to your heart
a smile to thine face
a tear to thine cheek
that make your voice meek in the presence of your heart
my fellow I know of no such thing
but
I can tell you of a woman
who’s voice speaks with the flair of Beethoven’s Fifth
who’s cadence gives measure to the flicker of the sun upon the sea
a women so great, that if my heart were to skip a beat it was her thine heart
hath stopped for
her, thine mind go mad for
her, my hand writes for
her, my pen bleeds for
that if ever a day shall pass where my mind dost not wander with thoughts of her
it shall be a day my mind cease to exist
for its only function is to love that which need be loved
feel which can’t be felt
long which eludes the touch of thine fingers, the quiver of thine lips
is it this my fellow, is it a tale of such a women you solicit?
Flowers
sir, it would seem you know too well of such a love
as if to say you are of such a love
this woman of grand acclaim
of great consequence
what, is her name?
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her name?
her name my fellow
to call such name will
burden thine eyes with tears of
what was, what is, what to become
and what may never happen, a name
so powerful my skin hast absorbed it close to
where love lies, where life is in such a way forever
her name is…
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We’re dreaming of life that’s better planned..
As Tall As Lions
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