My soul yearns
For something more
Than the purest of light
Or the darkest of shadows
It searches beyond
Untainted hearts
Or the godless ones
Lamented by songbirds
For underneath their surface
Marred by time
Voices cry out—
Of distressed souls
And fearful hearts
Somewhere beyond
Jubilant faces
Where the phoenix mourns
My spirit yearns
For something more
Than a blissful life
Or the abysmal death.
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