Shadows seep through the pores
Of a rain worn, marble statue
And drain the fading colours
From the depths of my eyes
To see, and feel this frozen river
That is tears and blood and fate
Washing over me, like a cleansing fire
Washing over me, like it was mine
And in this raging storm
Where reveries take form
To see the outlines of a destiny unfold
The sleeping giants rise
within
weaknesses
washing
unfold
transfixed
through
their
storm
raging
sleeping
pores
statue
place
cries
shadows
frozen
contours
reveries
chisel
outlines
bodies
glimpse
where
blood
halls
below
blackened
marble
cleansing
destiny
river
colours
depths
drain
jewel
fading
forgotten
tears
beneath
giants
trapped
hammer
words
horizon
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