Recall this is a vigil, not a fight
A quiet hand demands a quiet mind
Don't think about tomorrow; you'll be right.
Protect my puzzling soul and keep it white
For under judgement it would fall apart
Recall this is a vigil, not a fight
I'm sure that if you look back on this night
Your sightless messangers will see a waste
Don't think about tomorrow; you'll be right.
Devotion of my spirit's at its height
(I told you I was bad at proving love)
Recall this is a vigil, not a fight
And leaving you is not a callous flight
But longing separates - I've seen it done.
Don't think about tomorrow; you'll be right.
In torturous empathy, I know your plight
I know the sadness tembling in this calm
Recall this is a vigil, not a fight
I'm called away to flourish as I might
I will come back if you forget I'm gone
Don't think about tomorrow; you'll be right.
Excitement for the sunrise is not spite,
But hopes for all my mind I may ignite
Recall this is a vigil, not a fight
Don't think about tomorrow; you'll be right.















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clinging to the pendulum of emotions that's life.
heheh .. be this far from what you were going or close, i quite enjoyed the double story it played in my head.
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Just, walk away .. and-
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Me? Underweight? Naaaah...
I less-than-three DA soooo much!
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Me? Underweight? Naaaah...
I less-than-three DA soooo much!
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Me? Underweight? Naaaah...
I less-than-three DA soooo much!
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clinging to the pendulum of emotions that's life.
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Just, walk away .. and-
I love the way you utilize this phrase... it's repeated in just the right manner at the right times and gives this some cadence. Great work.
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Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.
~ E.L. Doctorow
Whenever you think your life is over, you have to realize that's the signal that a new era is beginning.
- =Snow-Machine
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