Thursday, 2 April 2020
Alana Two
Love blows cold at night,
howls in ancient places,
waits for us to dine,
when promises are broken,
spirits dance a lonely flame,
bring forth ancient tomes,
it will be all right.
what you need to say,
is just give me time,
beyond this anger zone,
I’ll sacrifice fame,
to places we both know,
we’ll laugh in warmer times,
no one here's to blame,
part of me is crying,
do what we can alone,
who needs to betray,
rivers rise on their own,
don't turn silent,
there’ll be love again,
we’ll return like the tide,
a leap on every wave.
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