"Like We Ought"

Beauty Of Illusion N2 Fusion

Beauty is not in the be~holder
As the night's moon starts to smolder
Our eyesight is running
Away with our dream

It seems to flounder it's wings
Gailing the breeze
Undesireable feeling
Us brought to our knees

U on the opposite side of this dream
I know u can hear me
While I stand and scream

They know me not
Yet I've forgiven forgot
The pennies made here
Will be given in heaven

So I will no longer be internally distrought.

The only sadness there is
Knowing both of us end
Without ever truly being loved like we ought.

Take care,
Love4a1000yrs