Words or only words
If I could I would, share the thoughts of my mind pertaining to what I describe as a ray of sunshine, that rare pearl, the jewel of the nile. But how can I speak about something or someone that even disapears with style.Was it a dream or dreams. I ask myself where did my words go, the majic of the pen , the silver lining of my tounge that expresses the memory of a vision that raps me in it's sesitivity, bringing me into tranquility. Imprisonning me, like daniel in the lions den, yet hypnotising my mind, convincing the sences of a false security. Give me loose or give me misery, if loving you is wrong. bring my words back tonight. Let me write, let me share, let met speak. PLease, please before I die, someone tell me the truth. take away the vanity and the powerlessness that has restrained my tounge from manifesting the shout out of my heart. Keeping me bound to being misunderstood , mistaken, unseen by this vision of my dreams. Aiking ,Quaking, Oh My Aiking ,Quaking, Oh My Aiking ,Quaking, Oh My Aiking ,Quaking,
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