Who Am I-Who Am I-
Who am I,who am I?
Thinking in the deep solitude.
Night falls on my face,
far from the city,far from people.
This emotion I feel is foreign,
as strange to me as my excistance,
I think of my life,
my life before anyone,
I shout,facing the river,
I struggle in its raging waters,
its white tongue dancing in swirls of grey,
lifting me up in its branches to die,
The anguish,the lonliness,the solitude,
A fire in my soul burns in dark crosses,
and my heart weeps,scorched by curls of flame.
what silence echoes here,what torment,
Hours of pain,days of sadness,months of emptiness,
Such a weeping chained to my heart,
Shaking my earth-
My soul wonders,unending,galloping in shadow,
Thinking,burying memories in the deep solitude.
Who am I,who am I,I ask? California Blue
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