I drew them back to the origins
of our love
I’d once known
To find a place that I had never been
since I was a child
with a heart my own
One soul can sell for a sad, small price
and those that remain
want to follow
With not the courage and the powers
of the child we began
to let them go
softly
we wander
forth from life
line to line
silence
not words
not in time
phantom
memories
of our pasts
whisper by
cradled
like tears
in our eyes
A deeper meaning for such moments as these
are needed none
that I know of
To alter destiny like this there must be
more than just one
person in love
touching
too little
far too much
much too late
promise
broken
like a plate
and now
you believe
blindly trust
have found faith
in no
such things
as angels
wings
Tears In Rain
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