Order of the StarsA Poem by The Valerian LegionPlease darling will you take my hand and we can fly away from here? Into the deep oceans of the ever glades and happy days of melodyOrder among the heavens, so many traces in the designs Embrace a clarity of days long gone and winters passed I sit awaiting your embrace as your black leather jacket slides on Please darling will you take my hand and we can fly away from here? Into the high winds of the ever glades and happy days of melody I know we live in tragedy right now, a cast not of our own dies Yes its hard to breathe but family shoes forced on are chain and balls to a system The system shredding one another with a rusty blade and promoting passivity Bags of rocks we carry on our backs for the sins of elders passing down our bloodlines See the scatter wounds, scrapes and bruises but this is not self inflicted Honestly denying we're human isn't our style I see you’ve got pins sticking into your heart strings Darling we can make it through this, our refuge is a strong apage place Where we walk paths together and with a wholesomeness we seek from above These dreams are tangible and we are brewing one ingredient at a time I watch you blow smoke out of your pipe in the cold air As it drifts upward it will touch the dark sky and pass on to the moon Don’t you know he’s smiling down and pain isn’t strong enough to stop his love? If I dye my hair copper and you wear your belt that’s too big... We can dance under the tempo of a new tune The one in which a heart is more than a paycheck I saw your face, streaked with a raggedness I’ve not seen before My heart met my toes as I held you tenderly, your eyes pained I could promise a lot of things but only that moment that I love you and I’m here See I was thinking of you when I wrote this tonight My fingers stabbing keys onto a page that needed words Life is what you make of it come tornado or spring sunshine I didn’t chose my landing spot neither did you but here we are Two sporks between us and a whole lot of pit-bulls surrounding us Without a sword to fight back or a white flag we look above Yes, no we’re not lucky, we’re blessed The pillars of lies we’ve been forced to abide by their breaking down For now we stand against the poachers who’d make us into fur coats Make us husks of a unnatural way and take away our sanity The house of cards is falling and the jack of spades is absent Oh believe me we’re gunna be somebody They won’t know what happens next Stressed and tested, on bended knees we pray You and me we’ve got a chance with this life All we need is to look to unshakable ground © 2013 The Valerian LegionAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on March 22, 2013 Last Updated on March 22, 2013 Previous Versions AuthorThe Valerian LegionLos Angeles, CAAboutThis account is owned by The Valerian Legion. We are a Plural (Mixed Origin) System (formerly D.I.D. system). The Council is a group of what we call members who would be considered host alters. We no .. more..Writing
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