myphantom

My Phantom

shrouded in the finest of mists

covered by the mystery that is

you are the enigma

my enigma

the one i call bliss

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maintained by this dream incomplete

followed by the inconsistency of my heartbeat

you are the phantom

my phantom

guide me in my sleep

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showered by the grace of the morning

woke up to listen to angels sing

you are the fleeting dream

my fleeting dream

don’t leave me here wondering

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06/01/11