| Bards Call ~ A poetess reveals her heart subject to life as art I am found here deep inside spilling forth whatever I find I cant hide anymore to strong is the call once fallen struck down wounded, not slain I rise again... I am Rain~ ...pain in life price paid... heart never the same I am Rain, I am Rain~ constrain my heart you cannot, confine my art no one dares bard lived inside comes now to never hide in the end silver pen rends light to the shadows black to the darkness blood to the page rage in paper cages ~ shifting softly in quiet repose I feel the whisper of something else another lyrical being a bard with shards of light fallen from the sky memories of darkness gone by ~ a lyrical lilt so playful, so graceful I am enchanted Rain~ |
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