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David,
Whose visions were true
Once found himself in a window
Of one circular diamond
There he was
Looking out above into the purple air
And screamed to the wind to take this message
To up above, beyond what he knew
And the wind flew towards the stained sky
That wept.

But now, the rain stopped this post man from visiting.
And the wave is now upon him
Too late to save!

David fears to perfume the night
This night – too late
To seek shelter in some happier home
Than his own,
Filled with his self-reliant and self-destructive Father.

Now David’s heart grew ashen and sober
The water that once flew with a lullaby sound
Turned him into a victim of his own cry for help.
With his raven black hair turned into the directions of the haunting rain
oh – his grip lost him in the window!

But as he fell down
The rain failed to.

Where the air is so soft,
And the star is gold.
Where the passionate love stays

Was were David would rise to,
If not for his beauty to get somewhat higher
And to experience woman’s loveliness once more
Instead of the ruining of her innocence
And happiness
Which in fact, destroyed himself.

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Eigenlijk deel van een serie, maar ik denk dat dit deel wel op zichzelf kan worden gelezen.

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