Whispers behind dark closed door
Voice of leaves playing in cold moon
Petals of purple cover the floor
Shadows are calling into the sunrise
Where pure amaranth slowly dies
Spinning princess in her locker snow-ice
Real magic or just another stupid lie?
Make me suffer, make me pray
For this nothing they’ll never gain
In dreams, in grief, in darkest pain
Red veil upon pink oceans
Deep sea of drunken imagination
White fantasy across calm waters
Mind plays a wicked game with your emotion
Dreamless scene above the daybreak horizon
None knows where his path ever goes on
Leading to paradise lost in the end of a rainbow
Or lifetime withers in pale rays of tomorrow
Make me feel, make me stay
For this nothing I ever gain
Through the distance, through the time
Just call my name
In the end of this journey, last ever ride
I will love you till the faded petal of my spellbound life
Linlin's Poetry 