| creedsister |
06-20-2005 11:45 PM |
Remains
whats left from my ashes memories of life another places and other times oh the simple things passes by my death in the vaults of my mine Remains sometimes you can look back or pick theme up than at that point you realize why you kiss theme good by when we held life was it so precious or was not so we was seeking something more greater than life so why do we bother to look back anyway on the life that had to died as the flesh decays the precious wind blows away my ashes so my soul does not decay remains you will seek and you will find in my remains all fear is broken and crumbled and diapeared my winds have soared beyond my grave i pass through death but as to anything its only for a littlie while i dont care to be a stranger in the land of the living im happy in death and i holding on to the remains of its ashes i can live off the air that i breath and your embrace that has carried me home remains when the flesh decays i will soar away when the fire burns let burn through my bones so on fire so alive for you sometimes it haunts the evansencess to whisper their foolish shadows and say what is with you in me you will find only love that was only meant for me i wanna run to the wind that calls me out of the valley death im saved im saved im saved again and again and again but i must withstand the fire i,am now under i love your ways im learning you still the part of you thats part of me thats part of me that speaks and screams when nothing else will holding on to the tide holding on to the beauty of my breath the kiss of death awakens me more and more to the breath of life in your lungs that only you can take away
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