2025-11-06 09:09:16 | 人围观 | 评论:

The Poem Waits
Late, I wait in silence
A subtle promise
And my heart will hang on the edge of煎熬
Sun only turns bright when day is at night
No dark night for me to escape
When the East begins to rise, I turn instead of looking into hope in the dark
My melancholy won't find its place in this quiet night's silence
A glimpse outside will reveal how you look down in my heart
And touch that breeze that has been carried through your cold soul
Beneath my skin, I can hear the sound of a night that never comes
Soon I begin to see the light within, not just for you
When we come together on that dark night
I'll go to sleep without a thought
And imagine if someone were to take you away from me
A ghost riding into your story and breaking through my door
And I will pull off the chains of the world, leaving a trail behind me
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