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Dull

Here is my reflection Tainted by perfection Looking through my eyes In no particular direction Reality, an overwhelming pressure Sanity, constant endeavor Lost in shadows, caressing the flame Burn it to ashes, wash away Gone again, another space Put together a different face The soul, my being If I knew the song My spirit would sing The purest fire Burns the brightest The chosen ones Control the mightiest Ascend higher On wings of fire With the bones of old You build your empire A guiding star Shines from a far Find salivation Where you are

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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