8 - The Song of Madonna- Lyne, Fading Out
I can't sleep
I can't breathe
Just a wall of silence
And a dance of patience
And I cry and I shout, I can see all those cracks
And the crowd look at me in a play in three acts
I stumble
I crumble
I can hear the whispers
And the sound of despair
Of the dark soul coming to craft a hectic spell
And the black ghost dancing at the sound of a bell
In the snow
Down the row
Here's the song of sorrows
In my face the wind blows
And I fight and I wreck, will someone spit it out ?
I'm alone in the dark facing fear fading out.
@madytoppnorth 2019
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