Preferred Band/Artist: BlackByrd
So this is who I am
Are you ready Sir
For I am offering my soul
To the highest bidder
And I know who you are Sir
You are the sinner
For I am merely a child of the wind
My locks flowing freely through the air
And my tongue spewing fire
At those who adore the art of hate
Do you notice
Do you see the flaws in this composition
It shines in your eyes Sir
Your feet are made of clay
Have you ever noticed the flowers smiling
Noticed that the rocks on your path
Contain the message you seek
And have you noticed the clouds
Not just when they're crying?
For if you have Sir
You have met me
And if you can find me in them
I am yours
To have and to hold
For an eternity
Or a fleeting second
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