Crimson Fog


Dreams are a place where the mind visions everything

Some are nightmares

Other sweet dreams

But mine become a state of confusion

Contradictions left and right

Words understood but not said

Gray city with no structure

A clay made angel smiling manically through a city of fog


The world turned against one being

Almighty  but powerless in every way

Uniting the world under a common banner



What a stupid gate


Not inherently evil but a necessary evil

Drenched in a crimson cape

A shadow of skeletons

Buried fears

Hidden tears


No one understood why

If a cycle of hate is on all sides

For those who cant find a home

To unify under a common goal

Is this not what they hope


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