Reflected Guidence
somewhere between the sephira i beg of thee
bleed my soul and take my spirit eternally
i question no motive
of mans hatred nature
and place no blame of that which is smoke and mirrors
oh how i wish i could bring you the horizon
read these words and feel the pain
yet think of comfort
and its bittersweet rain
forever am i the broken wings
guidance i offer
an outstretched hand
but i lay in the shadows
so find my fingertips
and embrace that which i have reflected upon you
Copyright © Brandon Quick | Year Posted 2013
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