Crystal
“How clear am I?”
The unknown truths
The weakened paths
“Have you found it?”
The holes I’ve dug
The bones that break
“Where could it be?”
My tired eyes
The fallen friends
“What happened, kid?”
The shadow figure
The closing gates
“When did it leave?”
My weakened knees
My aching feet
“Who found it?”
The end of lies
My chains are free
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