Requiem for the LivingThe tears roll softly along the contours of your face, wrinkled with worry. Your listless eyes desperately scan for an invisible dream. Your hands grasp the air with uncertainty hoping to capture that elusive entity. You never smile anymore. The mischievous glint, that petulant frown and that childlike smirk has deserted you. You no longer respond. Misery is etched along the undulating wrinkles of your aged yet sagacious visage. Everyday you confront unspeakable horrors. Your nonchalant appearance masks the tumultuous battle that is fought within. For a moment or too, your eyes blanch with fear and you shuffle anxiously away from yRequiem for the Living
EnchantedTell me a fairytale About pixies and gnomes In a land where roses are blue And violets red.. Where magic and wonder reigns supreme And knights clad in shining mail Slay vicious monsters with facile ease.Enchanted
Capture my attention With enrapturing fables Of dragons, druids and demons Fighting for the Golden meadow Of wealth, hope and wisdom Whilst a mystic gypsy Traps a flickering moonbeam
Whisper in my ear the secret of love The enigma of despair, The mystery of death Show a world carved from crystals Sparkling, dancing, teasin
The ViolinThe Violin
Your heart is like the sound of a solo violin Whether that violin is playing a soft, gentle tune all to itself, or letting out a woeful cry I can tell only by looking at you, or seeing those soulful eyes That you are hurting But even when the song is sad, that violin always sounds so beautiful.
You look at me with love and emotion ineffable And I hear that violin, even now One lingering note of this melody brings me to my knees, Never in my life have I heard music so lovely.
Your one sound is the softest in all the world Other instruments drown you out in their c
Melancholia
Stop!!!
Regretful
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