Azam AliEndless Reverie

Waiting for the rain For the skies lamenting All around silence Has it's roots sunk deep My longing lingers My tresses twist But in my isolation All truth is empty Waiting by the wayside Of an endless reverie Where all the things I run from Are sure enough to find me Would that love were something Than a false slavery To a god I don't know And to all the things that tempt me Then in the light of reason Where truth is empty The alchemy of sin Would be revealed Waiting by the wayside Of an endless reverie Where all the things I run from Are sure enough to find me
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