In Defeat I Choose Sleep

There’s ice in my veins
when it comes down to you
When the dust settled
you were nowhere to be found
So silently I slipped away
under cover of night
singing a soulful reprise
with eternity reciting my name

Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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