Wednesday, March 2, 2011

My Love, My Lore

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  effr
ey

Lost, scattered                                                                          

A l
                    a N

Misplaced, unfortunate

B
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      l
        e
           r
Forever falling, collapsing

                                                           M        L
                                                        L       y     o
                                                          o           v
                                                              r     e
                                                                 E
Without Reasoning
             Every Word That
                          I Want To Speak
                                     Will Only Come As
                                             A Whisper In the Dark
                                                       While You Use Them As
                                                                                    S-T-E-P-S





   !      S          !      R             !
    !         T    !           M            !
     !           O    !      !     Y     !           !
      !   !                                    !
       !           W    A    H   R        !
        !       !       E     T    E   !   !       !
                                                               

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