1. Count My blessings into dust
2. Count My lovers into dust
3. Count My peaces into dust
4. Count My...
Count My....
Chant My sins into ash
Burn away everything that won't last
Follow the Earth
And the 9 in their row
Into the Sun shall we go
I'll put another round around my neck
And I will
Breath
All My regrets
There's an allure to beget
Counting wishes, stone in set
Blessed be thy principles
To open up the door for the Miserables
This necklace holds all the conceivables
But
Two..
These two..
That Ur looking through
And as long as you do
This chant will carry endless tunes
As the Voice reaches for U
And U never see Him
So I write it For U
In symbols no mala can match
Less an infinite multitude of tiny wood carving poets, or
The Gods and their planets forsaken
Could match My yearning to be with U again
And so the last big bead on this thread
Is the Pearl lost to all lost voided attempts
In hopes these bloody fingers can match a spell that will reach U no matter where in the Galaxies or Otherwise, U may be at
And I'll count the days...
Until that One dream comes true
©palewriter
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