There’s a crack in the mountain,
a fracture, where a glimpse
of the forbidden can awaken
frozen tales, unsolved riddles.
Bleeding tongues spill knowledge
across life’s canvas, painting
a picture of freedom. Your eyes
marvel at forever’s promise,
chaining your soul to the darkness.
One foot rests in the light
while the other’s confined
in the black soot of madness.
You wake while your soul
remains haunted.
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