Spark

The Funeral Portrait

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There is a light outside, and everything lies underneath
It's paramount
I spoke to God and he just stared at me with his tired eyes
Will he ever speak?

The lacking nature is what makes it real, or so I'm told
I feel cold
Effervescent, gleaming from the dark, there came a spark
Bleeding harmony and woven strings, it calls to me