Like Gold

It paints everything gold
As a Midas memory would
Or like an old soul
leaking from a bleeding heart
Such a morbid taste makes this flavor
Bittersweet
Such a sensation inspires me
to keep this longer
To grow this feel
To make it stronger
I know, dear World
Your are not yet ready for my light
But I still love you
Despite your dark corners
If it were to dim and die out
You would cry for me
My only wish would be
That you stay rightfully alive
So that this light I held inside
Blazes in a way that flames could thrive

Midas touch my heart of gold
As it bleeds the essence of an old soul
Golden glow newly born and rising
I love to watch you grow

Midas touch my heart of gold
The day has grown so old
Dozing off and slowly setting
Painted by an old soul blood shedding

 

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