Child of the Storm I'm drifting in the mist The clouds that hide a glowing star My inward thunder grows Preparing for a war I flicker like the light The deadly spikes of silver blue Just blindly striking out Not knowing what to do I'm fleeing with the wind I'm running from an unseen foe A fear I can't explain Is there wherever I go I'm falling as the rain Descending in a mournful spray I'm spread across the ground A weeping, shapeless grey Running slow Trickling down The fingers of the trees Dropping in a song I'm crashing to my knees Crying out Shrinking back From the shaft of light Leaves and grasses sparkling At the end of night I'm lifting to the clouds The lifeless place where I was born For this is who I am A child of the storm << go back Raemanzu's Home on the Web
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