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The Serpentine Curse

In the serpentine spiral of the pit of the empty jade waters
The spirit is dredged below in his grasp
One word from the eternal obsidian bird
One touch to the depths of being

A curse of love, so deep but yet only the pain
can set free from this curse
To despise what is loved beyond words

Living within the crystal cold shell of humanity the
extension of, no where in reality
A fantasy perhaps, the voice screaming stay strong
don't falter, control the rains and winds

Your imagined from my own dream, and a dream you
will remain forever more
Reaching to the guiding spirits to unblock the portal
to my destiny
In a wolf's chant,I will follow the pathway to all that is sacred, and
all that will free me from the empty jade waters.