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Constellations

from The Forest by Frederick the Victorious

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Look at the lines on my face. They are the lasting impression, the broken ambition- an unspoken confession I've aged. Look at the palms of my hands. Callouses cast on these golden extensions, the mark of a maker, a man. So who am I? I am the writer, the writing, the lie.

Look to the stars in the sky! They color the canvas of night never-ending, of life everlasting above. Where voices cascade into light, replacing an army of whispers- they’re drifting in darkness; an endless supply. So who am I? I am the writer. The reluctant designer.

When the world around me fell apart, I fell with it. I ran away with a broken heart; though hearts will always heal- but they will never be the same again in the sweetest way. The sorrow sells itself with another face, and I like just what I see. This mirror never lied to me.

So follow my words and you'll see, this canvas is calling; two worlds and a story. A boy and his journey, the girl who loved him, the Forest, the City, the Line. The unfortunate son of a king, he was forgotten forever, under lock, key and leather. The daughter that loved him, a sunken cathedral, their legacy drifting in time. So who am I? I am the writer. The reflected definer.

When the world around me fell apart, I fell with it. I ran away with a broken heart; though hearts will always heal- but they will never be the same again in the sweetest way. The sorrow sells itself with another face, and I like just what I see. This mirror never lied to me.

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from The Forest, released September 7, 2014

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