You slash a wound that is closed.
Reveal what others conceal.
My coal smashed to diamonds.
When I left Richmond, I ran so quickly.

My shallow heart, and sun deprived skin,
is floating away, like dandelion fluff.
Goodbye blue skies... ...unjust... ...evaporate.
Believe his truths... believe what he says...

The prequel of hello, is recognition with the eyes.
Unmapped highways, and hopeful questing.

Scalpel, scalpel, scalpel...

I despise the way the steel sounds.