Bellona's Cry
By Jewel
I cast my look unto you It's those beautiful eyes I see, they radiate no resemblance of the heart previsioned to be The music is now yours reckoning no such bliss for this is a final battle one I cannot win Distance traveled over time now your destiny, you have fermented mine I'm drunk from your words, an opium den inside I regress, if only to forget. Unsuppressed you keep ignoring the concurs of your soul put it right back in your conscience all the treason - you’re not feeling what was told But I know... stay asleep in your resting haven I'll remain in the hay I have clipped your wings yet you'll return, one last ronion way. then tell me, when its over It will beat you down eat at your flesh you will think back it is a fine mess you have left.I'm interested in your interpretation of this... Written November 11th, 2001 © on Nov 11 2001 09:51 AM PST 10 • 0 • 9
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"I cast my look unto you..."