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For the world's weary ways...
the chaser of tails
mounts a navigating course
invovling hearts and minds
Sometimes even the tears of one's unrequited lover binds thoughts markedly
On dogeared pages, frayed and binding broken
shows the lasserations of a pen and quill fragments, tipped with blood.
Hear is hoping
the momentary wisper calls your name into the arms of a welcoming bed.
Sleep, yon lover of life wakes tomarrow.
For sadness is, as happiness becomes.... a shade of one's past adorns the threshold of one's masquerading furture.
the chaser of tails
mounts a navigating course
invovling hearts and minds
Sometimes even the tears of one's unrequited lover binds thoughts markedly
On dogeared pages, frayed and binding broken
shows the lasserations of a pen and quill fragments, tipped with blood.
Hear is hoping
the momentary wisper calls your name into the arms of a welcoming bed.
Sleep, yon lover of life wakes tomarrow.
For sadness is, as happiness becomes.... a shade of one's past adorns the threshold of one's masquerading furture.