Sam Burton Biography

God blanketed the ice blue sky
with a solid black freedom
thats blinding my eyes
I tap on the roof
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violent winds shoved
when you stood there in a dream
thought I awoke
gentle whispers
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A spring day
long forgotten wintery style
you tremble, cause its been a while
being teased by the inevitable falling skies
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Your standing in the door frame
Your sparkling eyes greet me
With great familiarity
Your looking at me
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Dwelling deep on my inside
you reached up slowly and chocked my pride
I struggled through the rain
gasping for air
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