Sunday, 20 February 2011

In Motion

I'm going to hold and strike a pose,
Until I radiate the feeling from my bones
In the midst of despair, I'm going to drop it
Find contentment, dance upon it

The silken produce of despair
I will cling to till it's no longer there
And when I long for laughter
It will well up deep inside
Build up so I'm not able to hide

If you knew the thoughts that haunt me
You would be surprised
I know I seem so near fearlessness
When you chance into my eyes
But you're the lucky charm that guides me forth
And without you I just tend to fade
Until I find another object of devotion
To whom my best qualities I dedicate

And then I'm in motion once more, once again

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