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The Ring And The Cross And The Details In Between

Contributed by lostrelic on Saturday, 11th April 2009 @ 03:27:25 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

I sat today watching my world crumble, sensing the vibe that was resounding threw the air, i gathered up my thoughts and headed out the door.
Caring my inner visions like precious treasure i stumble into the darkness in the twilight, tasting the salt in the air.
I followed the steps that lead away from my humbleness, i sat with my turtle shell, unable to shield myself i use it to carry my dreams.

Walking threw babylon, television screens showing images of my fellow man, as the rich feed of there morals.
Commercials of uselessness and production, selling souls for nine ninety five. Its a buyers market, to many willing to give everything for nothing.
Scared i ran to the one i love, her shell has been torn away, she keeps looking for the cracks in her dreams.
Wishing she new the future and the day i am suppose to leave i can not tell her anymore that i am not walking threw the door.

I already told you i am not leaving, but you are packing my bags, your fear being the push i do not need.
Look i have sunk in the ground that i thought was solid, oh darling stop shaking our world, things are starting to shine now.
Come walk with me threw the streets, helping people who can not see the tears in the skies.
Wash away the fears and help me follow strong with the letters of love.
We can worry about the problems tomorrow ,but just stay, please stop running away.

I have been sent to the fields to count the flowers that grow, with a thimbleful of water to help the ones that thirst.
You were designed to be strong, we are nature we can stand any storm, you are nurture the one to keep me warm.

Drop the flag you wave so high, step beyond the cracks that form at our feet, things do not always need a silver lining,
things do not need to be at peace, i have given you it all, my world is yours to live, i can not carry no more burdens, this is what i give.

You must carry that cross, the one i threw away, you must make your future within a better day, i can not open the clouds to chase your fears away,
i must not walk alone, i will only fade away.

Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2009-04-11 15:27:25]
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