Stone to Sand
Time to wander and merge with tear
Rusting clockwork, seething fear
Memories shadow, dark, so dour
Satan's reflection, deathly sour
Glass mind, so blessed, a curse
Bribed, now fools gold fills my purse
Granite flakes, a soft pure smile
Beckons, breaks my tin-foil guile
Sheltered smile, flame to heart
Ignite dead coals, warm it starts
Raging passion, flaming fire
Mind drifts from my funeral pyre
Now this place I've never been
Light floods the once dead scene
Haunted woods shine and gleam
Polished silver and tranquil streams
Love, so strong, rare and dear
Finally home, finally here
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