Midnight

There is a flame I cannot touch
It is dark
And I can’t keep away

Its effervescent statue
Is a beacon in my clambering mind
Sparks dance in the air

I am a lantern
In the night sky like the moon
Hidden in the horizon

Shots of silver blue stars
In a blanket of black mud
Emerge to light my existence

Reality beyond the hearts flare
Camouflage my beautiful thoughts
Upon scorched shards

Like a winged falcon
In the grey skies
It rocks the thought of isolation

The jelly jar full of iris
Remember me to nothing
Looking towards my ultimate exquisite pain

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