With a silver blue glow
The crickets were louder then before
He couldn't get over the color
The shine
He couldn't stop staring
Look up!
He sat
He wondered
A child once again
Where did the time go
It's here right now
Lines
Racing by
Lights
The beginning
Staring inside of his pupil
A never ending void
Can you see the soul
Of the beholder
Look closely
Can you feel the grief
Growing
Like Mold
Comfort in solitude
Friends can't be enemies
But enemies can be friends
So who's to say
Your friends aren't enemies
Your enemies, true friends
Over and over
Say it again
Repeat
Waving his hand
To see the trails
They never end
A phase
An act
A mask
Behind a mask
Thinking beyond
It becomes a task
Hide
Bushes
A tree in flames
A life in grey
Open your eye
Don't be ashamed
Listen
Don't speak
A wiseman
Knows he's weak
A wiseman
Has no peak
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