Tears aren't for weeping...
...beds aren't for sleeping...
And life's not for dreaming - nor Dreamers alike...
The Heaven
The Hell
of my lover's spell,
under which I dwell
on my knees in the mud
I swear at the scar that led me this far...
to an abyss that's amiss
In my life - like a scream
...and seeps and streams
through my nightmares each night
Whilst myself...
...and I...
...and the stars in the sky...
will Howl!! at the moon to be rid of our plight.
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