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The Color of Glass
#ShadowyNarratives

You've never seen the night attack
The spirits by the railroad tracks
You never saw my hope collapse
Within the snares of all your traps
Between the alleyways I'll lay
You never wanted me to stay
Frozen frost, or blankets cost
The only way is far away

From long ago, the hooded figures
Moving through their final miles
Still accept me, still reject me
As their shadows mock my smile
The only one forgotten son
A child of prisons yet to come
I will wait in darkness bright
And claim my weapons from above

Light will not forsake you
Though it seems to come from pools reflected
Up above where you can't climb
Understand you were selected
Whether fate, or whether choice
It doesn't matter, use your voice
Silent screaming, ocean waves
Stand strong, and make a joyful noise







© DDLX