Celestial Hue.
My emotional turmoil has formed a life of its own.
Im here in this field of mystical worries, on my own.
Thoughts swirl through my mind like your breath on these frigid winds.
Im waiting, im waiting. For you.
To cleanse me of these sins.
Continuous melodies plague the air.
Flurries of tears long forgotten staining my skin as they float up the stairs.
They burn like the poison on my tongue.
Was I wrong?
In the words that I sung?
Where they too harsh my dear,
As my eyes burn while they gaze upon the sun.
My soul has been lifted from this realm,
Far, far away from that face I once knew.
Who am I?
and Who were you?
I hope I will never remember,
What I once knew.
All I know is,
That I am through.
Come on closer,
Let me show you what its like to be a Celestial Hue.
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