- Be The Death Of Me -
From here I can see you shine.
Brave, I found myself, a slight distortion of the reality...
I'm here, alone, looking across the water,
I've been holding hands with a word that I don't know.
I've washed my hands of blood, rinsed the metaphor out.
They say love, it's an affliction of affection controlled by a words weight,
I say it just one more time, and its a new world I create,
At the end of the day I burn a hole in the word that I hate.
The End
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From Memories and Motion 2008© by Elzu Wolfe(If you rate my work, I'd appreciate a comment to, thank you :) )
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