So, coincidentally, I composed something that would become real in Season 2, and sometimes even I get shocked by it! This one is Sylvie POV.
Born to see the light stripes
Cross the beautiful view of the morning and
The glorious of your palace windows
Open with the glow of a new day
I got a misrepresented sense of merit
By the royalty you emanate
Look down at the one you claim to fond
Me, who was merely raised
Born to see the cracks between worlds
There's no windows in the opened skies
Also the lights is known for cast shadows
Living loose in weather waiting for the sunrise
Rise and burn, torn pieces everywhere
My deepest condolences for the one you care
The so gone hope fading from your gaze
There's no more love beyond what I deserve
Show the greatness of your highness
You saw me hiding beneath an old cloak
Scared the ends that could find us
Resemble the same of the world I broke
The nature of this painful duality
Contemplates the scars caused by our realities
You had it all, unable to realize
I had a goal, impotent to materialize
This imbues us with such different perspectives
But also led us down the same path
Collapsing homes to find shelter in thrones
To releash our ungrateful wrath
Powerfully signified to this mere objective
We challenge our fears as this will grows
Vehemently believing in the power we carry
Is enough to make us believing we belong
Our powers along only brought lights to our worst
Two different stories also invokes two outcomes
Despite our efforts relying on our vague purposes
The hidden truth begins to show on the surface
Again we caught up in the middle of an impasse
Don't claim me a liar when real life contrasts
The harm was caused just to preserve us
A needed betrayal got me scattered like glass
Devils in our minds, horns on our heads
We don't rebuild the damage I've made
We fought the time, now fight only ourselves
We run away the villains we portray
We're playing gods of the totality
Crashing storms to feed our vanities
Fighters pretending not to suffer
From the guilty failures we caused each other
And fading into sonic oblivion
I crave to know what'd got us bounded
If we were still what we are...
Without our hopeless surroundings
Does it make sense at all?
Not being what we know?
And still dream of a better conclusion
Although aware it's just illusion
There's no different view
For the world we live in
This isn't about you
It's about, now, everything
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Sylki One-Shots and Poetries (English)
FanfictionThis is my safe place for all Sylki shippers with all the one-shots and other contents I've ever made about them. This is especially for english readers, but you can also find in this profile the same page with these or other stories in portuguese! ...
