dark are the clouds surrounding my soul
raining drops falling from my eyes
the salvation i desire far from reach
desperate am i to feel your touch
to hear your whispers of comfort
shining the light across the storm filled skies
of the darkest corners of my being
the fire you hold warming me to the core
with the slightest of smile.
knowing my life hath the meaning it once held
wanting you with me here
unable to find my way
the smallest of words can save or shatter my fragile shell...
help me before i drown in the swells from the storm
as it grows in intensity..
the darkest always before the light
as long as i can hold on...
Ramblings of the perverse fairy Remy
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