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I sing the verses your mind desires The melanchol

I sing the verses your mind desires The melancholy of defeat, easier than a prayer, Your pleased face couldn't beam enough, For my vanity had played its share, The soul feels empty, The stares too long into the abyss, I sneak out the empty pages, Willing the quill to spill its ink with my despairs, The act felt brave, but as though an imposter, Is someone out there for me? A delusion, perhaps... The ink don't spill, The hands are ensnared, Was it all just a passing breeze, The imposition of a false bravado, Would the pages forever be empty, Haunted by your immortal chords, Someday when the tunes are passé And the soul and mind entwined, I wish upon the shooting stars, To bless upon my quill. Ensnared.... #yqbaba #yqbabapoems #poetry #yqbabaquotes #musingtime #life #forever
I sing the verses your mind desires The melancholy of defeat, easier than a prayer, Your pleased face couldn't beam enough, For my vanity had played its share, The soul feels empty, The stares too long into the abyss, I sneak out the empty pages, Willing the quill to spill its ink with my despairs, The act felt brave, but as though an imposter, Is someone out there for me? A delusion, perhaps... The ink don't spill, The hands are ensnared, Was it all just a passing breeze, The imposition of a false bravado, Would the pages forever be empty, Haunted by your immortal chords, Someday when the tunes are passé And the soul and mind entwined, I wish upon the shooting stars, To bless upon my quill. Ensnared.... #yqbaba #yqbabapoems #poetry #yqbabaquotes #musingtime #life #forever
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