breeze grew fire

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Never slowed long enough to see what that wilderness took from me

The scars etched into my soul's skin looked like elegance from the outside

My eyes' blinds began to close, but what kept light from leaving kept it from coming in too

Breath stoic and straight through bends and bitter endings

Broken without ever breaking character

I hadn't predicted the chipping away, the rip splits away from one side of me to another

The clipping and how grief's grip gets mistaken for strength and a stiff lip

A breeze slowly staring its way to my spirit

A calm reminder of who I was before the weight

The dreams as fast and shimmery as a big midnight sky

Soft breeze brought my burning thing back to life

A passion set aside some place deep inside of me

And as she left, all she sang was her sweet and gentle sound