It came from dismal shadows
Creeping, sudden, from behind
fell upon my
I am back at last from yearning slumber
when the nightly
In awkward times at awkward places ...
Rogues in glitter robes,
Half way through the wheat, my golden foe
With his itching
Deep it must have been
the thorn that spread a veil
Imposture!
At the peak of my triumphant march
Conjuration!
Doubt befalls me s
It came from dismal shadows
Creeping, sudden, from behind.
fell upon my
Round and round the rumours fly
Your promises were just a
Dismal grin onto still born lust
like a whisper in a
It's warlike in the streetlight
And we elbow our way through
So here we stand the day has come
The hit was
Free seem the clouds
Free from restrain
How they roam through my
We are watching the birth of a cliff
Do you want
Only one step away from the core
One tiny step to
Counting sheep leaps
But keep the gun while in dreams in
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