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Scarring myself on the candle,
Holding my quill in delight,
Somewhere along my descending
I am afraid you were right.
I misunderstood the assignment
And sent my heart sailing astray.
How I wish I could go and find it,
But, surely, it’s not in my way
My path that is taking me somewhere
Should not really lead me to you,
But Fate is the strongest advisor
And heartstrings are coloured in blue
But now in the snows of December,
Amidst all the dimmest of lights
I can’t help myself and remember
What you said to me that night
“If you wish to know all the answers,
Be sure not to blow out the light.”
The metal still clicks with the sun down
And I feel its presence behind
So now, as the faintest of shivers
From cold takes its run down my spine,
The voices I thought were forbidden
Still jingle inside of my mind
They say it is imagination,
But difference begs to appear.
With your softest words I am stable,
From snowstorms I’ll be steering clear.
Here now in the days of December,
Amidst all the brightest of lights
I can’t stop my heart, I remember
What you whispered to me that night
“If there’s any power above us,
Let it not mess with your paths.
Invictum become, you, the strong one,
Remember that this too shall pass.”