The breath
A stranger in the wind
The night personified
He's something I despise
I listen to his lies
Oh my heart is racing
This mirror that I'm facing
How true is it?
This fear that won't let go
Now I'm petrified
Blinded by my eyes
There's something in the night
Though I can't keep ant peace
Will you bring me sweet release
You are a reckless love
Oh morning star
You're drowning out these lies
There's fire in your eyes
But I know
The fire makes me alive
Oh the sparks are dwindling
Lord make me the kindling
I need
Your grace in fire
About the Creator
alan pierce
Working on creative writing sword-and-sorcery stories, as well as essays on social change
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