— Harle to Serge
I've followed this far in search of
That glimmering light
Clasped in the hands of a child,
Wandering the brink of time.
I have continued searching for you,
Though I know not your name,
Because I wanted to share
This feeling with you.
Time envelops both love and pain,
Until they fade away.
But I still remember them
And always will.
Though I cannot remember when,
A whisper began echoing,
Deep within my heart,
Fainter than drops of evening dew.
May this prayer I spin
Weave through the darkness of the frozen stars
And reach the skies above you, so far away.
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~Everytime I face the reality, I have the fight, I choose to run. I cry for the feeling that it isn't me. What if I chose or someone would be able to let it loose...~