The mysterious wonder of the world.
Hmm, I do not know about that.
The way sunlight reflects off her hair,
I must be crazy.
A short lived answer, never forgotten.
The world spins around.
Can darkness fill the never-ending void,
The secrets of my shadows.
Time forgotten in the midst of fear,
What are we running from,
The truth is never visible,
It dwells in murky waters.
The desperation swallows all feelings,
Hell on earth begins.
Will this fire cool my tongue,
Relief of pain within.
If justice is self evident,
The trials cease to call.
My hand glides over broken glass,
The cut that never heals.
Brands of a self righteous man burn brightly,
It spires to my soul.
Yet, I await my calling patiently,
The ending of this strife.
It glares a striking resemblance,
To this world of mass confusion.
My life a mere pitter patter on a roof top,
The rain won't cease to fall.
Alas, damnation enters behind locked doors,
Pouring in forgotten virtues.
Alas, enters long awaited justice,
The bells will never sound.
In comes the peace,
The world never sought.
Now, the maiden awaits her destiny,
An end to this charade.
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