A Life of Better Lines.
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It feels as though
I've lived these
songs before:
Break on through,
(to the otherside)
Hells Bells!
No More Tears...
(knocking on
Heavens Door.)
They are a part
of youth mispent
living out Wasted
Dreams.
(which mean absolutely
nothing Anymore.)
I see A Bad
Moon Rising;
over this desolate,
Black Horizon!
where the days seems
swallowed up
By Endless Night,
filled with the
screams of
desperate crying!
(and Hope no
longer seems
within My Sight.)
I fell into a
Burning Ring
Of Fire,
created by the
deeds I've done
On Earth;
as joy and
mirth were
fed to Heartless
Vampires!
(and Love itself
was but a Foolish
Curse.)
Oh, If I could
Turn back Time,
and find a way
to brighten
up this Place;
I would Live a
Life of Better
Lines!
How Great
Thou Art!
(Amazing grace.)
J.Stephen.H.
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