Changing Ritual

by Luke   May 30, 2006


Wipe the dust off, make it clean
Turn out all the lights
In the hole I've dug myself
Waiting to take flight
I feel a strange metamorphasis
Rising deep within
I can't rely on my old shell
To keep the change within

I've been searching so far to find
A place to heal
I was shy of seventeen
When I started to peel

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