Final Peace

When the damage is done
Our eyes will no longer see the sun
Time to close them for good
Lay me down to meet my mother in pine wood
The life I lived will surely be misunderstood
I will be okay
One day with my eyes sewn shut

I want to stare at the sunset when I go
That way I won't be alone
Burning down but not burning out
I'll still visit you with my shadow
Teach you to embrace the dark
For blindness leads to more kindness than you know

I see you to the other side
Laced in the rags of a hand me down bride
Stained and bathed in soft moon light
There will be no need to fight

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Blood_Rainicorn

This is for my Grandfather, who always believed something special resided in me

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