When I Stand With You
I stand alone, hidden from the shackles of social existence
Broken in pieces from reality to fantasy.
There is no line between the two
when I stand with you.
I cannot see the problems
I cannot hear the Lies in the world when I stand with you.
Shrouded from the limits
Of time and of space,
I wait for you
Bested by the broken pieces that I used to let rule me.
I stand here waiting, waiting for you to join me in the hiding so we will never change, never die,
And be together til we die.
Found here in the ocean,
The ocean of shadowy ties
I am strung together, sewn up with the thread of a thousand dyes I am here shaded, jaded, created to be with you, and as I lie, stuck in this written paradox, I will wait, for no one but you.
I call you here, bid you close by the words I speak, the letters I write, and the codes I tell, I bid you here to be beside me, in this place of time immemorial, in this place of hiding, to be shrouded from the world. While you stand by me.
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