The Silhouette Of Life

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Behold the velvet blanket of time,

The paraphrase of infinite life,

I see the shape, the silhouette,

Dancing and turning

Towards an inner plight,

The battle implores us to become,

To know oneself amongst the storm,

Up in arms, we roam endlessly,

Towards the sacred valley

Of our failing dreams.

The silhouette of life gives and takes,

It demands my agitated state,

That comes with faults and all,

And breaks in silence,

These hostile walls.

With an untamed heart,

And a woeful soul,

I will heed my path

And learn to love,

The intricate details,

Of my forlom tears,

And troubled past.

Until I see beauty,

Roam these streets

Once again,

I will not rest or dim the stars.