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You said I wouldn't be, but here I am
You said I wouldn't come, but then I appeared.
Out of the darkness
Out of the fog
Out of your mind
Off of the tapestry
Off of the paper
Off of your tongue
Then pages folded, and the corners turned
The images were dusty and the words were torn
You forgot the reasons and dismissed the purpose
Stagnant and concrete then shaken loose
Your consciousness dissipating into the air
You've eaten the pedals to your serenity
Chew softly, enjoy the taste
Sweet dreams my lady, sweet dreams my lass
You will remember and then you will know
Until then I must go
Back to were I wasn't
Back into nothing
Back into nil
Back under your thumb
Back under your bill