Prelude to Clarity
The white speck slowly turns to winter frost,
As my heart becomes but a serene commodity,
You purchased my feelings without a cost,
Despite all lost we have gain unity.
I learn to be but an artist,
With your grace beyond my control,
You were just an idealist,
Feeding clarity to my mind and soul.
We cheered and laugh till dusk was dawn,
Flead towards everything that's wrong,
You made me realize that innocence was gone,
Against that fall we still stayed strong.
poem credits to Mervyn!
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