I am your cool wind in the desert I am your crystal waterfall in the jungle I can be anything I am your soft touch in the harsh city I am your soothing voice in your nightmare I can be everything I'm your jade serpent in a world of cries A silver tongue in a world of lies I can be anything I'm your flash of hope against the grey Left you with nothing to say I can be everything Your shattered window--I am the stone The glass in your feet--I am the blood I'm the flesh broken from steel Burning everything you feel Your gun, it's my war Your death, I'm your last breath I can be everything I am.
Reason for writing:
...and, of course, hope meant being cut down on the street, as you ran like mad, by a random bullet...
Birth sign: Gemini
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