“Hear ye a dead man’s tale o’ a dastardly deed. Brave seamen, these… Helped bury the gold they did, then silenced forever. Har! So thought that black ‘earted divil! …But stay, I told their tale ‘afore… now I be tellin’ it again. Dead men tell no tales!”
Your emotion
Compiled and compromised
By the longevity disease
A drunken curse so glorious in its spontaneity
The face you call your own is but a dream
To mask the fear, can you hear her?
It’s been so long since you’ve tried
Pure strong
A taste of life
Days when I wished you were here
I’ve dreamt of you
And lie you may but I know the truth
Like I’ve said before
Friendships much more sacred
So now what do we do with these nine years?
You tell me
So what’s next?
Pray for me if you will
Laugh in the face of honesty if it will let you feel
I’ve done this all before, I’ve searched for so long
It is a brave day when you can lose yourself
To find a dream
So many times we have risen
To pursue a blind conviction
A reason to live, an answer to embrace
If only we could fall a few more times
Another scab, a few more scars
To tell the tale of a lesson learned
A gift of consequence, child of wrathYou might also like
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