Don't blink or you'll miss it
The sun speaks if you listen
Nights are dark, full of terrors
But here right now I feel so favored
On the road i find my purpose
Freezing joy of that im certain
If i leave right now i know
There is so much to see and so
My bounds of joy will freely grow
So take my hand and make it fast
Or time will leave us in fields of sand
Ride its tides and hold your breath
For today we seek a dance with death.
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Poetic Music
PoetryA collection of poems written to soundtracks which are there for you to play.
