Prophecy…

When you hear thunder, remember me. Crimson stone is your heart,

you soul is made of fire; set me free.

True prophecy is that I must say goodbye, you only have to look at me

to know why. Please realize that all is lost, and it is I that has paid the cost.

My life, a cursed hell…no longer in your shadow will I dwell. I will learn to

take care and be free…it is simple; I have to be me.

 

2013©annjohnsonmurphree

 

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