songs to be played
but never to be heared
written down prayers
for the endless herd
to me it conveys
a question to contemplate
is my soul weighing down me?
is this the reign of beauty
is freedom to be seized
shall i look back on the time
and realize I believed after all?
poems on canvas
your gaze
thoughts like stars in the night
a deity I try to outrun
I ask again
is my soul weighing down on me?
is it the cause of my restraint
oh, how i fear it to be the shackle to
drag me to blaze
but how could I brake the spell
I could not replicate?
I seek to address the entity inside
behind which curve do you hide?
too long have I let you slip by
hear me, as I ask again!
Is my soul weighing down on me?
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