Riding irrefutable breezes

The crying wind has wept its last breath

devoured in its own time

my saintly sin escapes its own distress

running on a breeze exhaled

wealth in reason leaving false happiness

imagined contentment never real

only the idle heart knows as it begins to beat rapidly

as if upon the drums of time request

the vapid warmth of this humorless air

stifled

now sings

loud

profound

crytal clear harmonies held in esteem

dreaming a dream

it's the crumbling daughter restored that we need

stoking the furnace

a temple fired for absolution

cleansing

quickly dissolving my irresolution

speaking louder than words

a humble mind alone could bow to my worry

and in that I may be resolved

I've come to overgrow my secondary story

now a third is in need

its a tale untold except with eyes

they search for the flames

and the fires eat hungrily spreading demise

flying free

the dragon in me

feasting ravenously

as a king

eating more than he needs

my scepter screams

as my soul redeems its worthlessness for penance

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