The unbound heart that cries for no one
Concealed in our own worlds
Unaffected are those who ignore it
Our Faith once again tested and torn
By that which burns deep within ourselves.





They say that Love makes the wildest spirit tame, and the tamest spirit wild.
But in the same moment it is within the heart of darkness
That the purest of light shines
Yet in the flash of day, all other things loose their luster.
Knowing this I will embrace both till none remain who know the secrets.
And emerge only to reveal what should never have been lost.
The Reverence of a spirit once celebrated...
Now silenced by our own hand.





Words are diamonds, deep within the caverns of the mind.
Whose beauty and clarity only improve, with patience and time.











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