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Ancient Times
I see the past as a brighter place, noble friend
Beyond stone walls and castles old
Where hypocrisy hides in velvet’s embrace
And troubadours sing of love and sorrow bold
Life then was clear, as abundant as mead
Rich with jousts, tournaments, tales to reveal
From the heavens above to the stone floors beneath
We rode without reins, our spirits free
Love, like a magical potion, made us dre...
Saturday 14th September 2024 11:39 pm
Grey Date
He Sits........
Haunted By A Trickster,
Up At Night With a Grey Date,
Steady Sipping That Elixir.
She Forgets, Haunted By A Name.
If There’s a Demon Stealing Time....
If There’s A Demon In My Eyes....
He’s Just Eluding Life With A Weak Kid.
We’ve Been Used Long Before Meeting You.
You Think It’s Me, I Want To Leave.....
And So Do You.
We’ve Been Wrong Long Before Believing You.
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