What is this heaviness that lingers in my bones take it away, God, if you're even there grant me reprieve or at least a chance to breathe again I called out to you in the depths of my despair but was sequestered in the blues and grays For just as the trees respond to an exhale of wind I expected a answer from you forgetting for an instant to don my leather regalia and so I payed the price in full.
-Esther L. Krenzin- -Roguesong-
Take away that which weighs against my strength. I am waning. Fading. And I will crumble away in the breeze.