death and wisdomA Poem by winter;lyraOh winter child
Heed my call For I've read the story Of a lost soul who's been aware of awareness On the records of light and darkness Let the loose ends be tied ends So no one pretends to regret the end of this song Let the end conceal the truth revealed to you So no one else follows the hallowed path You chose to unravel and unbind From the parallel universe above you and below us Surpass that mediocre condition of yours and join us above On the realm where all voices, real or not, become one On the ethernal void of silence and peace Oh lone winter child Heed my call Let the razor blade be warm and soft Let the last night of the last winter Be cloudless and rainless © 2015 winter;lyra |
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Added on November 25, 2015 Last Updated on November 25, 2015 Author
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