I hear the crickets chirping
In the darkness of the void
When the dark is done dispersing
And the light has been destroyed
In the darkness of the void
There is nothing left to wait for
And the light has been destroyed
Deprivation wakes me to the core
There is nothing left to wait for
Any company is asleep
Deprivation wakes me to the core
And the yearning starts to creep
Any company is asleep
My broken heart begins to pound
And the yearning starts to creep
But there is not a sound
My broken heart begins to pound
When the dark is done dispersing
But there is not a sound
I hear the crickets chirping
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In The Eye
PoetrySort of like a portfolio, sort of like an autobiography, sort of like a book of poetry and short stories. Well, actually it's all of those things.
