Incarnate
There is light in my eyes
But whats pain anyway
I bring color to my life
And drain out all of the gray
Words scribbled on the page
Nothing next to what I say
My struggle and my fall
Never choke me as I pray
I drift I die with eyes so sly
Clench my fists and never wonder why
I slip, I fall from my illusion sky
Reborn on earth its here I'm on high.
...who will you be dreaming of?
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