I am the gutted star
Of emerald and scarlet
I am the crossed and
spiralled one
I remember that day
The day a strange young
girl decided
To be brave
To go it alone
Or so she thought
A girl with flowers in
her hair
Magic songs in her heart
The day she walked right
up to an unstoppable force
Immovable
To face a perfect storm
Thorns and lightning
Teeth and fur and knives
A hurricane of shattered
glass
Kisses bent backwards
Hidden and true
Like myth, or magic
Snowflakes falling on the
surface of the sun
She spread her arms wide
and declared
"Survive this."
My wildest star
All things hence were but
an echo of that day
There was miracle, and
death
A thousand deaths
Still she lives
But the storm
The storm did not survive
I still walk, penitent
and dead
The only holy murder
All Songs
Guardian, friend, and more
A willing Slave of Grace
Gutted, spiralled,
crossed
But I live again
I live
Again
For Love
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Beautiful, dear Raj.
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