Amber (Part Two)
A (Second) Independent Production
By Conrad IlesiaPublished 2 months ago • 1 min read
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I
Drinks on the bar—
Confessions in the mirror;
Truth in the dark—
A lost soul cries out to you Amber.
She whispers her wants.
II
I hurt a saint I can’t forgive—
So lost was I in my place.
She gave me a love I never did grieve,
Giving within me a pure heart of grace.
An undescribable burn—
An indecipherable turn.
Her soul cried out to me,
Her reality a set of three.
(Confessions near a dark stained glass.)
Amber: our drinks were always in the past.
She told me once
Of a man who left the many to find the one,
Of a decision that changed the end.
He lost his only life to a narrow path she won,
A path to an eternal light forever to spend.
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