The Melody Of My Sole
Reality has become but a mirror,
The labyrinth of my reflection pains me,
My body has become no more than a puppet,
Brain washed by this daily grind,
Eternal darkness surrounds me,
No stars, neither bright nor clear,
Coldness shields the warmth of the sun,
And so I turn my back upon the moon,
And a deaf ear to the song in my heart,
This body I have made black soil for you,
Yet your flower shall not take root,
You stole a kiss from my sole,
And I have become forever damned,
So I shall sit here with my old guitar,
Awaiting the day that love shall dance again,
And reignite the melody of my sole...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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