WHEN THE MUSIC STOPS...Seek me not in the grave serenaded shallow,WHEN THE MUSIC STOPS...1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
or by the mood of blades bleeding rust,
but when the Sky descends onto your soul
caressingly open, and Solitude quivers with
a nocturnal pitch you have not discovered yet,
I will come to you when the Moon has drunk
the wine and her halo eclipses your deepset
thoughts, I will be the reverie you seek
when you gaze into the Twilight-whispering
for your recovery from the Sorrow that embroiders
your Spirit into a rainy-hued evanescence,
I will be there-when the last of the dew
dries into a Dream, silvery thawed like
the Shadows that bask in my temperate gaze.
When the lotus seduces the Stars to leave
Blue Sky: Another Chance Music Video: LyricsWheatley Chance Song Animation Project:Blue Sky: Another Chance Music Video: Lyrics3 weeks ago in General Fiction More Like This
So long, Wheatley, you’re in Space.
So sad, that it should come to this.
You weren’t meant to be, like thisss...
(Wheatley) “Yeah I know…wait, who’s that talking!?
You aren’t, like the other, cores.
Not obsessed, with just, one, word.
Yet you chose to be, like thissss-
You took over the,
Threw POTaTOS out, from it.
But now you’re stranded,