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I expected to be But now I'm not I'm not the same since I felt something When no human light shed on me But, The creatures that be gave my raw hand to the wind Now everyone feels me But yet, I do not For light is far away and I feel stumped Let them who boasted reap the immortal harvest of the light I left my body behind and picked that dark fight, To reach the light A lot of vague ghosts abandoned it, Having seen it as it was truly the light But, no matter, I still roamed and swung my sword, That little beacon of light Undeserving ghosts left and I alone felt the knife to my bone in the dark And I alone saw, and felt that glitter of light that everyone hastily left behind The bare light, the naked truth that carved me open in that dark night.
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Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 11:18 AM UTC
The Light That Carved Me Open
I expected to be But now I'm not I'm not the same since I felt something When no human light shed on me But, The creatures that be gave my raw hand to the wind Now everyone feels me But yet, I do not For light is far away and I feel stumped Let them who boasted reap the immortal harvest of the light I left my body behind and picked that dark fight, To reach the light A lot of vague ghosts abandoned it, Having seen it as it was truly the light But, no matter, I still roamed and swung my sword, That little beacon of light Undeserving ghosts left and I alone felt the knife to my bone in the dark And I alone saw, and felt that glitter of light that everyone hastily left behind The bare light, the naked truth that carved me open in that dark night.
m-r-j-graham
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Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 11:18 AM UTC
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