The tranquil flowers slumber.
I give them a thoughtful eye.
The stars burn brightly above.
I envy the peaceful sky.
All the magic vanishes
As I remember the pain of this day.
I breath slow and deep.
Beneath the night sky I lay.
I reflect on the day's hovoc,
And I can't help but doubt
If there's a way to be saved,
If there's any way out.
The helpless flowers doze
As I lay quietly nearby.
The stars burn brightly above.
I envy the peaceful sky.
--I find light in the darkness, I smile through the night-- <3
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Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid. --John 14:27 (NKJ) 