Can you not see
What is meant for thee?
Sway in the wind,
Dancing with sin.
I wish to wash from your soul,
The darkness you adore.
Yet it feeds your every desire,
And I can not compare.
The light burning without exsistance,
Is not yet the comfort you seek.
Falling is easier done,
Than climbing above.
I only wish to say,
I will be the light you may someday crave.
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Just writting
