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THE COLOR OF MAGICK
THE COLOR OF MAGICK
I gaze upon the black opal....
amazed in this phase of lucid haze
Speckles of violet vibrating vibrantly
dancing with flickers of red in my head
while glimmers of true Blue survived and arrived
seen dancing on the scene with the green queen
within sunset, unforbidden color hollers
without orange-ridden solar collars
beaming while dreaming, soon to be dead
Immortal in memories forever fed
by the new sun, golden and seemingly dreaming
upon translucent skies with lucid eyes seeing
rainbows shattered and scattered
upon a pitch black canvas
Alas - these things shall not pass
triumph now teaming with tragic
This is the color of Magick
I gaze upon the black opal....
amazed in this phase of lucid haze
Speckles of violet vibrating vibrantly
dancing with flickers of red in my head
while glimmers of true Blue survived and arrived
seen dancing on the scene with the green queen
within sunset, unforbidden color hollers
without orange-ridden solar collars
beaming while dreaming, soon to be dead
Immortal in memories forever fed
by the new sun, golden and seemingly dreaming
upon translucent skies with lucid eyes seeing
rainbows shattered and scattered
upon a pitch black canvas
Alas - these things shall not pass
triumph now teaming with tragic
This is the color of Magick
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