For a moments time,
The breaking can’t be heard.
The hurried breaths of panic
are hushed with a waves of serenity,
And for a
moment…..tranquility overwhelms.
Myths of night having a dawn
prove true,
And suffering has its
reasons.
Warmth heats the face with
tears traveled across them,
And the silence of it all is
no longer deafening.
For a moments time,
Serenity exist
I really like this. It makes you think
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ReplyDelete"myths of night having dawn prove true"...i think that panic at the disco will steal this to title there album but other wise i like it.
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