Free Me From The Prism Cell

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Long platinum,
streaks of gold,
lost in the rapture conceded in goals.

Look at me now!

Show me your face,
beast of a heart,
beauty’s your face.

Show me your sanctuary,
I’ll give you continuum,
flames are eternal,
fame is a minimum – moment of bliss,
hoping to wish,
begging for love,
holding my dish.

Throw me a penny,
give me a dime.
Sweet as a berry,
bitter as lime.

Offenses committed,
doing just time.
Trapped in a collision
of cosmic forces aligned.


The Black Prism

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