Sayaa Uchii

Calling out from deep beneath the shadows
Falling down each step
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Peg of life in every corner of the street,
Giving help to those who pass
Flowers bloom between the gutters,
Nourrished in wastes of the city
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The terrible deity, the wind, hurling all that
Was cared for. The cruelty of fate separates and
Shreds all that was loved; or hated.
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Darkness encloses upon me. And I,
The master of all things right and wrong,
Encompass the woe surging from within.
The journey must end. Yet, the journey is infallible.
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An eye stares out
Void of form, void of expression
Pending in middle of nowhere
Examining the depth of my being
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I hear voices calling out to me
in the park
in the room
in all the music I hear
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I saw an angel on the train
Beautiful profile of a man
Or that of a perfect lady
Standing in the corner
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The secret of the world is unknown to us all
Been looking through the garbage yet the question remains null

To cathedral I went and cajoled the Angels
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Let me touch your heart
And I will ease your pain

Let me touch your soul
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Time holds on, hanging pieces of light in the branch of hope
darkness loses his glasses, tumbling on a stool
unable to wake us up, and
only that sparkle that spilled on the floor
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Wind whirling up the dust into air,
nothing survived,
nothing remained.
All that is left is you and me,
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Words fail us,
Canting the unexpressed,
Messenger waning to be given
Joy, life,
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Picture a sea and worship
its diamond tongue

the goddess of mist
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