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To the shadow on the leaves, Why is it you  must deceive, Illusory glimpses through the trees A woman stands, lightning blues Looking at me, piercing through Her presence makes it hard to breathe. The figure standing neath your branch Strikes my heart and makes me blanch; cloaked in black from head to toe, Where she stands nothing may grow. Fires burn in lonely eyes, blue as in creation's morn thunderclouds obscure the skies Eternal faces creased with scorn Lightning blue stares through my soul and judges me and finds me wanting for love, for trust, my ceaseless flaunting Everything that was to keep me safe, no