You are an empty promise..
you are an easy chair..
you are the God's forces stuck down somewhere..
you are secret noticed..
you are misery sky..
you are a wish floated up to the night..
you are mediallia of my eyes..
you are the emptiness of mine..
you are the reason that I write and if you say you will
I would love you still and if I could
i'd throw away this world..
i'd dress you all in pearls..
i'd give you what you want..
you are all I notice in a crowded room..
you are a vacant motives unmoved revealed..
mediallia of my eyes..
you are the emptiness of mine..
you are the reason that I try..
i'd throw away this world..
i'd dress you all in pearls..
i'd give you what you want..
if I could be anything for you..
just anything at all..
anything that mattered washed out..
you are the silly reasons in a goldfish laugh..
you are the ageless season at rest at last..
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