Its Raskolnikov

Developing a sensation,

I keep fearing the noise,

Desperately clinging to the vibrations of the sound that's been revoiced,


I want to feel the breeze, you to be with me, 

Time was good yesterday,

We were free,

I'm thinking of who to be, 

And maybe there is a way,

Still I know there will be pain today,


Maybe a new one will wash it away,

But the way these hearts have been poised,

Shadows will haunt me until I have you to stay,

One day we will be able to live by our own choice,

And I hope that you'll promise on that one day be the strength in my voice, 

  • Author: Raskolnikov (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 16th, 2018 11:38
  • Category: Unclassified
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