Internal Infernal 2
I feel i must breathe out these flames,
Wreathe it on a sword and fight out these things
Cascading down these chambers of my mind
Searching to refine everything searing on my mind
Something to salve and clear the mind of mine that is blind
You know your time when notes begin to rthymn
Forming for you these visions that allow you to look through
My eyes
It grows with time until the blades edge is sharped and fine
Unseal and reveal everything in with the hymns
Storm the emotions while thunder cries
Copyright © Justin Worthy | Year Posted 2018
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