Ready

Ready or not my heart will come,

ill erase everyone in sight,

I want to be the holder,

of your dreams and mind,

ill freeze the hands of time,

from its regular tick tocks,

to a simple tock,

ill break the rules,

carry you as my favorite jewel,

gather all my tools,

if I have to ill dangle in the sky,

hold respiration tight,

so I can be next to you

in the correct time,

for only I desired

for your heart to keep,

I would even whine as a young kid,

if I may not walk with

you down this streets,

yet everyday my sight grows

to a blurry view,

for some reason

the skies grow into a dark gray,

wish I could and wish I may,

control the weather

in this celestial place,

clear the heavy

almost dropping clouds of rain,

to a simply ray of light,

for your beauty to shine,

does not matter if my hand

is not the one you hold,

clear the skies, fresh air,

I will dangle up above,

searching for paths,

to once again, walk through life,

it seems you where ready,

yet not with me,

so I was not the man,

who smiles down the streets,

yet the one resting

in the shadows of the ruin streets

-che

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