I know a secret place inside of me lost among the truths of eternity the silver moon hangs low in the pale sky as stars fall about where angels die this broken heart of mine, I know it well in the darkness of the night my spirit dwells crimson flames of glass burn through the day until the break of dawn, love shall fade away... My hidden memories I hold you near free me from my prison chains and release my fear for darkness travels across the great divide for nothing truly lives that hasn’t died... I’ve seen a fantasy across the sky flashing images of yesterday I thought were lies simplified division of my heart and mind these are solemn thoughts that shall remind me of the days ago that could never be my hope of happiness is lost at sea velvet crush and silken sheets of foolish gold this ends my story now as life unfolds... My hidden memories I hold you dear I’ve lost my hopefulness life’s so unclear for my fantasies live by my side and nothing truly lives until it dies... A life of discontent that seems so well what tomorrow holds I shall not tell for things are still unknown unto my eyes solve the puzzles if you will with useless tries you desire to hear that love is blind and someone soon my dear your heart will find but you shall never know what lies for you when you know not yourself that which is true... My hidden memories I love you so take away my broken dreams and let me know the things I never should hear of this day for nothing truly lives until it fades away... A silver symphony plays to the night as witches brew their craft to prove what’s right and though the days grow old as my heart does too I pray for a release to begin anew select your life here and speak denial as you stand alone at your misfit’s trial sell another dream to keep you dead you seek the answer to your life inside your head... My hidden memories I need to know what happens when it ends beyond this show dance into the light of endless waves for nothing truly lives ‘til death it saves... Tears of diamond ice fall from the sky burning bridges to ground with fiery cry ashen towers arise aloud around the seventh seal where nothing breaths again and death it deals I need a place to hide where I may dwell inside my heart I find that life is hell for I know not what I do or what I speak answers to your prays are all that you seek... My hidden memories shall lead me home where I’ll find a piece of mind and I’ll live alone for in this life I lead I can’t confide and nothing truly lives that hasn’t died...
Reason for writing:
Tis a poem that I wrote after/while listening to the song My Little Dancer by Just Marie Grant... It's to be spoken/sung to the melody of it...
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