+ Art of the Phoenix Flower : Phase Ten +
Gripped by loneliness from the shadows
I cry in a place that no one knows
Curled in a quiet corner
I find sanctuary where there's no laughter
A broken mask still on my face
Trying to decieve the eyes that know
Darkness in the middle of the day
I lay motionless in a sadness that grows
I try to hide but still I'm found
I continue to run with my feet still bound
I weep dry tears of crying laughter
After all this time, what am I after?
The darkness has eaten the fire I made
And in the light of shadows I bathe
I look behind me where emptiness lay
I don't know why I have to stay
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