Deirdre Ionúin Gallagher (deirdre_ionuin) wrote,
Deirdre Ionúin Gallagher
deirdre_ionuin

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Procession moves on, the shouting is over
Praise to the glory of loved ones now gone
Talking aloud as they sit round their table
Scattering flowers washed down by the rain
Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden
Watching them pass like clouds in the sky
Try to cry out in the heat of the moment
Possessed by the fury that burns from inside

Cry like a child, though these years make me older
With children, my time is so wastefully spent
Burden to keep, though their inner communion
Accept like a curse, an unlucky deal
Played by the gate at the foot of the garden
My view stretches out from the fence to the wall
No words could explain, no actions determine
Just watching the trees and the leaves as they fall



His guitar glows. OMFG he's awesome *fangirls*
Tags: picspam, touring
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