THE LONELY DAFFODIL
 
IMPRISONED IN PAST, DREAMS OF OPEN SKIES BEYOND THESE DUNGEONS,
THOUGHTS SO STRAY, OVERCAST. STAINED VILE CONSCIENCE.
I DANCE IN THIS RAIN, DREAMS FALL DISEASED,
THOUGHTS LIE CHAINED, LEFT BEHIND FORLORN HOPES FREE.

IN THE RAINDROPS, AMONGST THE SCARLET TULIP TOPS,
SHINES A RAINBOW- OF TEARS, OF CRIES. A MIRAGE- OF FORGOTTEN HOPES, OF INFINITE LIES.

FLOWERS WHICH WELCOME THE VALIANT, THORNS THE WEAK,
THORNS, WHICH ADIEU THE MARTYR, FLOWERS THE ETERNAL WREATH.
LIBERATE MY SOUL, LET MY THOUGHTS SAIL.
I SHALL LEAD TO FALL THAN FOLLOW TO FAIL.


I LIVE IN THE SHADOWS OF THOUGHTS- SO STERILE, DWELL IN A PAST- LEFT BEHIND.
IN DEFEATS AND MISERIES, AMID HOPES AND DREAMS, I STAND IN THE MEADOWS- OF A PAST, BURDENING MY MIND.
OUTSIDE, THE WORLD SINGS AN UGLY HOPE, OF DREAMS THEY SHOW, STORIES THEY MAKE.
SPRING- FLOWERS OF DREAMS BLOSSOM. AUTUMN- COLD SILENCE EVENTUALLY BREAKS.

IN THE SILENCE OF THE MEADOWS IN THE COLDNESS OF THE HAZE, THE HORSE YOUNG AND JADED, LOST ITS PACE.
EYES THAT ONCE SPARKLED- STONED, SPIRIT THAT RAMBLED- ENSLAVED.

FLOWERS WHICH WELCOME THE VALIANT, THORNS THE WEAK,
THORNS, WHICH ADIEU THE MARTYR, FLOWERS THE ETERNAL WREATH.
LIBERATE MY SOUL, LET MY THOUGHTS SAIL.
I SHALL LEAD TO FALL THAN FOLLOW TO FAIL.


WITH EVERY STONE PELTED, BLOOD RUNS THICKER, WITH EVERY FALL SKY SEEMS DEARER.
STORMS SHALL PASS, NEVER SHALL THIS PAIN, IN YOUR DREAMS DO YOU STILL LONG FOR THE RAIN?
DO YOU STILL LONG.......




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