I found a song in a lover
yet a lover is a spelling mistake
I found a heartbeat in the whispers of a child
Yet silence engulfs my very essence
like a rose beyond time the song rises
like a hope beyond mine the silent soldier returns
is beauty a dream or is love a wish
is it all just like an illusion
a squeal from a crying child
listen not to the wind for it carries my burdens
listen not to the trees
not to the sand
listen not to the sky
for my tears soar as rain
for my cries go unnoticed
listen not to the silence of the night
for my silence will be my last
my gaze will dim
as that of a shooting star
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