Year 4
diamonds and silver
sparkles of gold
how I miss seeing
my partner of old
~o~
plates of buttered sconces
pots full of tea
how I'd love to go to the wild lands
just you n me
By Silver
Going before the other.
believing you
lead me to myself
your lies introducing me to nothing,
Nothing at all amounting to death
of the known
and not caring I plunged
into darkness and drowned,
you watching on in intense pain
not-knowing either.
By Alfio
Can we talk?
Can we, can we, can we?
Is it too much to ask
While you're floating away
Up high on your cloud?
Can you hear me?
Can you, can you, can you?
Maybe that's just too much to ask
Is it a crime for a heart to yearn?
But, I know...soon it will be my turn.
By Silver
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