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Hazel Suns
The world changes and I must face what I did
I caught the tear from when the sky fell
the hell in which I dwell became the shell
in which I hide
I sought sanctuary from my thoughts, my mind
the darkness that surrounds my brain
is the pain that chains me, keeps me sane
now I leave it behind
I stay buried in my thoughts from when I was alone
wishing I was one to be two, how could I have known
see what I see, what I was shown for I shone brighter
I was stone, harder, brighter, higher, fighter and lighter
I couldn't see the world as it was, and yet now I see
I will forever be blind to the world as it is blind to me
Yet my love sees it, she sees my pain, my way of life
my strife that not pricked with sincerity, sharp as a knife
it's true that the world will be duller, but fuller as I breathed
in a world with no breath so sharp as to have kept it sheathed
I cut with my words, they leave burning marks upon flesh
What fresh hell could I release from a calm easy rest?
I confess that my world is dark
That I hide more than is marked
That this outside, this bark
is but the absolute bareness
I reveal before we embark
The skies are light blue, the sun overhead
I thought the night before I would surely be dead
but instead I rise like warm air, as love may rise
I've escaped my demise, and land upon a butterfly
So small, that I may never feel large
Insignificant, and I may never take charge
If I may be forged in love, see me weak
yet forged in hate, I conquer the meek
What do I seek?
The colors begin to fade, my eyes begin to fail
Her hazel suns on the horizon as I set sail
I'm frail, too weak to understand, still I stand
I take her hand and watch the grains of sand
slip the the glass of my heart, for my ego is soothed
my bloodthirst sated, no god am I, it's overrated,
or perhaps I may stay with my creations
Watch them create their own nations
watch them grow from their own stations
watch them become what I only dreamed
Why be a mortal, for a god, it would seem
may have all and more, and live truly free
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