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I almost screwed all I have done a few days back; I was preparing to proceed to my fade to black.
As an autistic artist, especially, has no place; but then I saw the tears falling down her face.
How her saddened eyes would never again find any beauty in this relentless bind.
When our two souls were intertwined my vesseled vessel's eyes were blind.
And as I will surely be blind again, I refuse to sign away with a pen
Loaded of that crimson ink, in that I know where we have been,
But not if there is some place where we are going.
Your soul was the sole star in my urban night,
As the North Star, freedom is in your light,
Has my accursed blessing burdened you?
Bonds beyond time pulled me through
All the dark days I could barely see,
The reasons I held in to yet be free
From this restlessly tiring place;
Suns are unreplaced in space.
Their shining shown in vain
I resolve now to never do
Something so sad to you.
As now when feeling rain
I'll shiver rather than stain,
Rivers of sorrow on your face
When recalling my lost embrace.
Ah! Now I will strive to always be,
A brave sailor above the unseen sea,
Until I have done all that there is to do,
A man sails on but a boy will return to you.
For I arose from the depths within your womb,
And perhaps I might return there alongside doom.
Ah, you are the light making darkness worth knowing.
To endure pain until natural night, is to, perhaps, regain your light:
All must, toward the skies, take flight, but now I resolve to always fight;
(Because you always fought for me) to answer this, when it comes, will I be
Gazing into, or beyond your pupil, to see, at last, if your iris could last in eternity.
So I remain prepared for what may come beyond; since I know we share an eternal bond;
Oblivion would do as I ride away in the wind, until again with you I reside, one day, in the end.\n\nM.H. Fowler
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