what it must be like
to live the lenthened hours
like this
where every breath
is taken
by a mention
and all the daunting time
locked away inside my mind
a whisper
a picture
a talismen
the timber in the voice
of a soft spoken prayer
late
so late at night
lighting a candle
to mark moments so sacred
and silent
now
i creep into their room
and look upon the faces
of divine and i know
whos life
comes before mine
who's dreams i will live
to see them through
i've found god
i've seen truth
i've made promises
and i've broken them
i am not who i was yesterday
two minutes ago
and there's a comfort to be found
in clarity
we all are divinity
hopelessly trapped in humanity
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