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Solace

A relapse into solipsism sparks inside my soul; An emptiness that ne'er before lay unconsumed is whole. Is it blood or life now dripping from my lips; Blood or life that's felt within a kiss? If pain can purify Who am I to deny? If love is not regret Then who am I to let it die, To drown a sorrow in a lie That never could belie the Truth I can sigh, I can cry Who am I? I can try, I can die Who am I? There is something to see in this night There is darkness here still to my sight There is something to be But it isn't quite free The shackles of the boundless soul But shackles to that selfsame hole The storm of thought lets loose its rain And who am I to claim that I could ever be the same? Down Down Down Down Dissolved within the hollow sound Let loose within my boundless sea, The soul that ever would be free, The one last spark still left of me Has Drowned Yes, Drowned within the sea Yea, Drowned within the soul of all that I will ever be

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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