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a candle's light does not show
what time has done to your once-pure face
(Mr. Dorian, you look so like your portrait!)
you shroud your soul in twilight
where scars of the light that once carried you
are forgotten
"are you an angel?
am I already that gone?"
- "Sweet Surrender", Sarah Maclachlin
and it would be the sweetest surrender
but you need the strength of your anger
to go on
and even the shadow of a doubt
could destroy you now
(the ground you created so tenuous)
sketch [colour/brightness adjusted to compensate for my scanner hating pencil drawings]
what time has done to your once-pure face
(Mr. Dorian, you look so like your portrait!)
you shroud your soul in twilight
where scars of the light that once carried you
are forgotten
"are you an angel?
am I already that gone?"
- "Sweet Surrender", Sarah Maclachlin
and it would be the sweetest surrender
but you need the strength of your anger
to go on
and even the shadow of a doubt
could destroy you now
(the ground you created so tenuous)
sketch [colour/brightness adjusted to compensate for my scanner hating pencil drawings]
