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She came to me in the eyes of a child Blazing a warning! shelling out new hopes as if they were endless She flood my veins with a burning sense of invincibility Clarity stricken, the glug of decomposing viscous opaqueness Melts into warm throbs flushed with the fluidity of vinegar in saline truths Death is a fools comfort, A nothingness in mind, body and soul. I caught a light Seered into renewal Though the birth of a new day With new hopes A new vision A future so bright burning with beauty She has once again baptised my eyes With a new fight Written in all the colours of light.
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Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 5:04 PM UTC
The Phoenix knows when...
She came to me in the eyes of a child Blazing a warning! shelling out new hopes as if they were endless She flood my veins with a burning sense of invincibility Clarity stricken, the glug of decomposing viscous opaqueness Melts into warm throbs flushed with the fluidity of vinegar in saline truths Death is a fools comfort, A nothingness in mind, body and soul. I caught a light Seered into renewal Though the birth of a new day With new hopes A new vision A future so bright burning with beauty She has once again baptised my eyes With a new fight Written in all the colours of light.
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Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 5:04 PM UTC
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