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Alone I travel the chaos of time

The void of black decay my home

The winds of night my cushioned bed

The lights of day echo in my head.

 

How many paths have I now tread?

Where did my destiny lead?

For I found my destiny dead,

And take whichever path I need.

 

Walk a mile that seems a life,

The timeline's future clear,

No mist surrounds the sliver edge,

Its gentle kiss holds no fear.

 

Wrap the world in clouds of red,

The sunset lights the moon,

Veils of soaking sorrow fed,

Their tears my walls of doom.

 

Sink the sun below the sea,

Wash the earth in fire,

Wait the stars to light my way,

Below, scorched clouds perspire.

 

:raven:

Posted

very nice imagery....just a suggestion, would the word "await" work better instead of the word 'wait' for the beginning line of the last verse? anyway it seems like it would help the flow a bit.

:)

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Thank you all,

 

I agree Harmony, 'await' does flow better, however, i chose 'wait' because it suggests too the 'weight' of the heavens above me, even where i seem to belong, the heaviness is there.

 

thank you all,

 

:raven:

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