Monochrome Diffusion

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Whistling winds, stormy day, pulls my hair towards the forbidden way
In retrospect, my past mistakes, but going back there- is ensnaring my soul
For once, if I look back, I'll be pushed to the fields of myths and misery by them winds,
My dress stings to my hide, my eyes soiled, my wounds sour, my lips cracked.

For once I don't look back, that once she holds my hand, leading me on
I can do it, I can face this, the past is in the past, the future is my new home,
Winds stifle, storms subside, my locks greasy, fall before my eyes,
Tonight is the night, the night give it all up to my new divide.

She's gone, my vision's red, I'm a wolf in the deep woods, a shark in the immodest seas,
The rage of a fire dragon and the waves when the full moon reigns,
Holds me, grabs me, seizes me, clutches me- a grip oh-so-tight, I'm stuck for eternity perhaps,
She's gone, realization strikes me, catechizes me, day and night, months past

The storm hits again, I let it take me the forbidden way,
In retrospect, my past mistakes, and going back there, letting it devour my soul,
She's gone for good, despair is what owns me, despair is what binds me, despair catechizes me, envelops me
I don't know what I'm doing, don't know where I am, don't know what my path is

Agony enthralls me, too much pain altogether, piercing through my heart, ripping me apart
SHE'S BACK, I run to hunt her, to find her essence in the clouded domains,
At me the dark passage yawns, my vision blurs, my soul gets lifted
I'm all alone, realization strikes, I can't give up on what she has left.

Blocks join, buildings rise, infrastructures extended, my desires renewed
A striking past, a striking pain, my world is new, the past intact
Monochrome lights, nights, days,home.
Tonight, I won't be moving on, it will be my last night, my last flight, and my last landing.

SHE'S BACK! I step down- not tonight, tonight will be the beginning
Stifled footsteps, compressed laughter, flowing hair, she goes down the stairs,
The beauty she is, as I chase her down, until the last flight of stairs,
Where she disappears- I panic, I slip, not the flight I'd endure, not the landing that would kill me.

She's back, in another form, "Are you okay?" he says, "Let me help you"
The same aura, the same mischief, the same hint of leading me on,
A different face, a different approach,i found another- another who's mine.
Tonight is my new beginning, a new ray of light- this time an eternal blinding one.

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