You are the memory of the distant laughter
You are a dandelion away from the wind I am the wounded before dying
I am the silence before the shout
injustice of my heart, I scream, I plea
A picture full of pleasant reveries disappearing into haze of faded memory
A captured moment of my laughter fallen of the chest of the wall
injustice of my heart, I scream, I plea
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I have come to you so you heal my shattered heart
Hear my silence as the scream of my sadness has not reached a soul.
I have come to you so you heal my shattered heart
Like a featherless bird, set free from its cage, wounded and vulnerable.
Our date awaits us in the embrace of night.
you are my faith, entrusted not even to god.
Fearful that time may not permit, and our reunion fades to a bouquet of flowers on my grave .