! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ***by The Cry***! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

to drill in peering shadow life flecks by span of waves blood surges in spell of vein passion is just a dream of heaven do we ever know truth tomorrow? time is when fact finder of mystery as heart recoils at rills of grimace clarity trembles by fear of bubbles just a thin film of yes or no moment of space blots guilt love of grace fills in resonance bondage loses strength being discordant life when cries being voiceless miffed up soul needs to wax blunter yet slowly reeve a rope smiles reeve to revel even in sorrow