Myraid Magic

A blind girl took a giant leap
Wanderers of her persecution
Walking to and fro
Innocence loosing in the canvas
Cries out paint me red
Till she whispers to crescent moon
Take me to eternal bliss
You could whispher like
Rotten fruits , but smell
So sweet, that never
I want to wither away
All I could see the myraid
Myths chasing shadows
In the closet,
Oh how I welcome bitter sweet effect
Dangling loopholes laughing out
In open wilderness
Dose of distant suffering
Says laugh it out like others
But can you dance and laugh
When coffin is open
And graveyard is near
Yes I did till  
Lord of hosts intervened
I got everything back
All dear and near is there
Looking at  my sorrows
If you want beat perfection
Attend a holy mass
In graveyard  
You will see romance
On moon everyday and night