starsgoblue
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A poet's soul,
A slightly dirty mouth,
Exposing beauty beneath debris.
He spills truth across the canvas of a soul gone south.
Paint me a picture with just a word,
Show you have something I should-
A vision no longer blurred.
Could I be capable of so much good?
(So much good)
Modern day prophet,
On the global village green,
How much difference between us can really be seen?
My feral spirit.
Your broken heart.
This dance between us, a perilous art.
Divulging to me a holy kiss,
A mouth of fiery coal on my lips.
Purifying...
Inequity dying...
My soul crying...
A brand seared on my heart,
I listen, can't comprehend,
As he asks who he should send?
Pausing for a flicker,
He pushes the veil from my eyes in a violent shove,
And in my ear whispers-
"There's a revolution, and it's name is Love."
A slightly dirty mouth,
Exposing beauty beneath debris.
He spills truth across the canvas of a soul gone south.
Paint me a picture with just a word,
Show you have something I should-
A vision no longer blurred.
Could I be capable of so much good?
(So much good)
Modern day prophet,
On the global village green,
How much difference between us can really be seen?
My feral spirit.
Your broken heart.
This dance between us, a perilous art.
Divulging to me a holy kiss,
A mouth of fiery coal on my lips.
Purifying...
Inequity dying...
My soul crying...
A brand seared on my heart,
I listen, can't comprehend,
As he asks who he should send?
Pausing for a flicker,
He pushes the veil from my eyes in a violent shove,
And in my ear whispers-
"There's a revolution, and it's name is Love."
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