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In the stillness of the air...do you still dream of me?
When the world settles into nothing...do you still think of me?
I could speak the language of the gods,
And nothing could ever be conveyed to you.
Nothing is ever enough,
My dreams are silenced by my flaws,
But somehow, I think you can see them.
I believe...in something.
I believe that something is out there
And it is waiting for me
To find it
And when I do it will be too late,
But I'll be taken to that sanctuary...
And you'll have to come,
So I can say I told you so,
But because if you're not there
It will all mean nothing.
Do you believe in dreams?
Do you believe in what lies beyond what we can see?
I believe...in something.
You will have to come with me...
 MistressAquarius · Mon Nov 21, 2011 @ 12:28am · 0 Comments |
