Red,
And warm
The material to which come from me.
Flowing ever increasingly
Rich with pain
Frail,
Dark,
And cold
The inevitable waiting to happen
Speeding to me.
Keen on direction.
Then the eclipse embezzles my soul.
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Cold winds brush the trim of my skirt
Burning the red skin on my cheeks
The bitterness taking a grasp on myself
Seeping into the fibers of my seamz
Nothing defending back
Help cannot be found
Nobody's here to save me.
I dwindle to nothing
Disappearing into the polar skiff of air.
Leaving a whistling noise from the wind
As is only says Goodbye.
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Cold winds brush the trim of my skirt
Burning the red skin on my cheeks
The bitterness taking a grasp on myself
Seeping into the fibers of my seamz
Nothing defending back
Help cannot be found
Nobody's here to save me.
I dwindle to nothing
Disappearing into the polar skiff of air.
Leaving a whistling noise from the wind
As is only says Goodbye.
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Become quiet.
Take a second.
Look back on life.
Absorb the lights.
Smell the colors.
Create an emotion.
Time is so short.
There is not enough to enjoy
You must live it
Breath it.
Hear the laughter.
It's fear to which your driven.
Death to which lasts so long
And live to which is not lasting.
Darkness converts everything
Silence scares the mind
Imagination..
It runs wild.
Take a second.
Look back on life.
Absorb the lights.
Smell the colors.
Create an emotion.
Time is so short.
There is not enough to enjoy
You must live it
Breath it.
Hear the laughter.
It's fear to which your driven.
Death to which lasts so long
And live to which is not lasting.
Darkness converts everything
Silence scares the mind
Imagination..
It runs wild.
