Flesh been marked, colored waves of emotion on a one way ride. What have I sparked? Will the flames burn the hurt inside?
Oh feathered carrier of truth on black wings I seek to see. Raven spirit can you open the cage and set me free? I am the one you spit upon. When you thought yourself better than me.Like the breeze now I'm gone. As was in the creed.
The beginning of a journies end. Now like the ground you walk upon. One day you'll be in. Every trace of you gone.
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