Always it has been
always it will be
like a spell
oh so deadly
I am captive, as so free
peace knows me as my
peers would
but for me
it is a lie
Like the angel,
always at the edge
Always it has been
Always it will be
like a spell
oh so deadly
The cliff is
ethereal like
the after image
of a camera's flash
the moment of blindness
also of joy
preserved
Always it has been
Always it will be
like a spell
oh so deadly
you can see
or at least you think
that little thing on the edge
of your eye
so close but far
too
perhaps from another life?
Always it has been
Always it can be
like a spell
oh so deadly
that life
so mystical
a dream nowhere found
but still remembered
by days long by
what's this sadness
that tugs so?
Always it has been
Always it could be
like a spell
oh so deadly
I see now
the clear light
that once was at
the rim of vision
and it is existence
it is holy
an angel?
Always it seemed to be
Always it could've been
like a spell
not deadly at all
what angel
what angel could be here
before the eyes of the
unworthy
who've failed and broken
wonder
a forgiveness for a long
forgotten sin
Hope
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