I wake
I wake
drift from the darkness to the light
My ghosts slide before me as i float
Across the canvas towards a reflection
Am painted red and blue
suddenly crystal
Suddenly searching for answers
Questions with no answers
There isn’t ever any answers
instead
I float in the fog
blinded by the winds
The night winds
I mite need to be delivered
on hot coal angel wings
While hearing the sounds
storming thunder
My face painted crystal
rushing towards the unbreakable surf
Let the waves come crashing down
The crest
Cant hold me
I lift the fog
Burning fingers of fire
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