Sunday, June 30, 2013

The Passionate Dying / B e f o r e


There is a deepness none can forget
Try to follow it with your eyes
But sometimes it just can't be seen...
Like you and I
And the crosses immortalized 
Unlike blood and wine, 
The narcotics reach the veins more gently 
Now clarity is ghost
And the tremble is the human core.

But sometimes it just can't be seen...

Not from young to old
Or reincarnate...
Not from spirit to soul  
 In holy eternity...  

But there is hope,
There is and always will be hope for you

The love of it all. 

The barely living and the passionate dying  

L o v e  O f   I t   A l l 

...

A f t e r  your a slave and work your life away 
What does the rest of life give in return...?
A f t e r  you leave your home 
((All those years)) 
A f t e r the dust has become your ashes 
Become your hiding place to find your truth. 
After the love of your life  
((Always and forever)) 
Gets put to rest... 
And that part of you is within her, missing 
And it just won't ever heal. 

There is a deepness none can forget...

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