it was you all this time wasn't it
at the end of that alley way
with its slanted walls, caving in on us like a used up matchbox
even through the miasma I could see your candles glowing
leading me back home
back to the familiar
back to the understood inconceivable
for too long Ive been away
our foot steps will tell the tale of how Ive become astray
now Ive got my eyes closed and my head down
with my hands tied and my feet bound
You feel so precious now
It was me all that time
following your light
leading us to this nowhere
falling away from ourselves just like the candle
our drips telling the tale of how we've become inane
darkness crept over our path
we've lost sight of each other and now you lay
with your hands cold and your feet soaked
and your head down
You feel so useless now
But theres a flame that glows past the darkened side of us
above the ideology and through our skin
A guiding luminance burning from within
leading us back home from this gloom
it feels like its calling our names
I think its time
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