Back to reality;
The hero has won,
For a minute he was gone.
Dancing with the mirror,
walking through the shattered past,
To get into the future.Everything is clear,
He found himself through her hand,
Found his heart,
when he touched hers.
Killed the darker version of his soul,
Steady he must hold;
To the new grace.Journey to a new place,
Found his home.
23 light years away,
He watches from the third eye.
Parts of him must die,
To make the journey complete,
Circles of fantasy,
Dropping to the ground,
When she lets go.Discovery through the fade,
The misty figures,
And the shady pictures.
The bright colours opened his eyes,
To the new age he lives on.
Smiling to destiny,
He knows he holds greatness,
The hero is back on focus.2 3 is the numbers;
Spiritualy inclined to the meaning.
Intune with his soul and mind,
He was touched by a deity.
Now he holds the power,
Of visions in the darkest hour.She gave him all of her,
She fell all of her nectar,
In his lips.
Gave him her touch through her lips,
Told him what he should be,
The lost soul found his purpose.Welcome to the new age;
With a new face.
Touch of an Angel's grace.
Breathing through the LSD inspiration,
It was a dream, turned to reality,
Happy 23 to the hero.
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23: the rebirth
Poetrystory of birth, love, death and rebirth, a story of his life.