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A Teardrop On Time’s Skin

The light is lit in those lands,
So I’ll bear your silhouette’s sin 
And I’ll catch in my hands
A teardrop on time’s skin.

How sinister is this?
This parting, so rich that the pictures dim,
Swift in your head like our black fruits, a curse.
Just a new doorway as fuel when it all begins.
But time will grieve for me for I was always here,
Even when the curse befell our heaven on trees.
All the halos, the sunbeams and the golden cheers,
Just a beautiful taste, a colour erased.
How sinister is this?

And now darkness weaves these sands,
As I watch your shadow fall in
And I’ll soon catch in my hands
A teardrop on time’s skin.

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