Gazing At Your Beauty
Scion Marion
My canvas were painted black Still the same silhouette I look above Counting those uncoutable lightning bugs Waiting for a fairy, tiny like a dust Ochestra were hiding behind the grass Even you walk away, you'll still hear their song Don't cover your ears Just close your eyes and hear their hearts His hug will not to make you warm But to make you feel the pain The coldness when she left him Hours has passed The lightning ball were going to come out And It is about the time to close your eyes Wait for the dusk until dawn Chase those fireflies Count those airplanes with sparkling lights
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Joyful Willow
This is so beautiful ❤️
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Scion Marion
@Joyful Willow thank you 😊
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I Saw a Dream
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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.
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