And,you know,i m smilling
And i know what my worth is
And i know i m an expensive ,,sun"card
And i ahoukd feel the 10 of cups.I m fighting as much as an ace of sowrds
I m helping everyone out and i m starting to glow
To glow as hard as the ,,sun" card i am inside...Yet everyday I come home
Or in the tower ,should I say.
..And I see you.
A tall Queen of wands..Or mother of wands,as my deck of cards is written.
..Mother?..More like a bitch.
You created me and I raised myself
I rose just like the doove from judgement.
Just like the 8th of pentavles
..or was it 7?..oh..Woukd you look at that
Half pf my cards are upside down.
What a shame..I have to put them back toghether.Y know,i would love something of a quiet room
Or a quiet house
Yet you give me headphones and tell me to shut up.
..Sorry..I was wrong.Not even you gave them
My father did.
My father witch is half asleep...And so,the candles are burning aswell.
Burning away the oxigen that remains.
..It s warm..And heavy
Just like a jug from a friend..
..from a long lost Daughter of swords
Or the mother of cups...The lack of oxigen makes the clear silver shine.
..And it shines
It lights up all the Room
..Having finally peace inside
Having a quiet room..
..Having the ,,sun" card...But outside the room with no oxigen
Behind the door
The sun doesn t shine anymore.
..Because the only ,,light"you can see
Is the burning fire from the mother of wands.
..It cracks and it breaks,wood glying everywhere
It slowly burns the house down,with all that s. In it...unlike the small candles of the mother of swords
The ones that only burned her
And the air within the girl...wake up
You finished your reading.
You pause shall end
..You ve got work to do.
You ve got a war to eliminate
You ve got a queen to asasinate