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Poem #20 Just to get somthing going here....


*sona sits upon her balconie in the east wing of Illasmoria. Clouds roll by as distant thunder rumbles in the far off mountain. she stares ahead unblinking and slowly words tumble like rain from her crimson lips*

The Clouds are calling,
the Stars are falling,
the sky is burning, burning bright.

My mind is so clouded
cant tell day from night,
i fell so surounded,
which way is left or right?
The night is burning, burning bright.

The street is clear,
there is no hope for me here,
i am such afright,
where is my magic mirror,
then i could leave this place,
but if only i could see my face
, but not for the mighty, mighty, light,
the sky is burning, burning bright.

Without you this is how i feel,
life seems so surreal,
lonelyness is my greatest fear,
as i shed a tear,
but i turn to see the light,
the night is burning, burning bright.

Your love makes me whole,
as your love, it penatrates my soul,
like a dagger streaking through the night,
a bandit hides out of sight,
taking with it our love,
as i look up above,
the clouds they are a calling,
calling your name,
the sky is burning, burning bright.

*in the end a single tear falls to oblivion*