Raphael Amorous Cead

Rookie (10-24-94 / The Heart and Mind of Those Who Still Care.)

The True Light

I write as the light as never been written,
But I write a proper truth,
In saying that light is nothing more,
Than the corrupted image of youth,
And light has never shone itself on my face this day,
As I sit here now only dark is here to embrace,
That is not much of a troubling fate,
For I see that light is only twisted darkness,
Only disguised by an ironic smile.

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