Do you see it, burning bright, the light, the everlasting light
The soul burn of another life, do you see it, dying...dying in the light
Death of an idea, and rebirth of a phoenix love out of Tartarus....
When hell will not hold us, heaven can't contain us
Blood is the life, life is the blood, all of it flows from the same source
My life, my love, I want for you, come back to me....
Come back to me...
I am not lost, nor am I found, I am not blind, yet I cannot see
But I see you, and this gift you gave me...of words....of truths....of reemergence
To be reborn is a gift of life, and a gift of death...but only if you let it
Run sweet children, dance in the rain, feel no remorse, feel no pain...feel nothing
I am with you, I am inside you, I am you...and you are me...the reflection of the same dark glass
Requescat en Pace....rest....rest
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Essence of Living
PoetryA collection of poetry, that comes from nothing, and most likely will return to nothing.
