Tangled In The Red String
You are the fire that burns pain to ash,
The first raindrop that touches the ground.
A dawn that breaks after a sleepless night,
A whisper of hope where peace is found.
You are the spark that ignites after dark,
The last fragment of my shattered soul.
A timeless flame that nothing restrain,
A shining diamond while I’m still the coal.
You are the breeze that carries the dream,
The first tide of the overflowed river.
A lighting star between two heartbeats,
A fading memory, carrying a secret shiver.
You are the flower that blooms in stone,
The last sun of my long waited dusk.
A ray of hope tearing through the sky,
A glimmer behind the twilight’s husk.
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