Your eyes are raised to heaven
When Iâm sitting on the floor
At your feet
What am I for?
Do I create
Or just translate
Between you
And your mind
The art youâll never find
And when your pen runs out of ink
Youâll close the book and with me
Leave behind your memory
Are you brilliant?
Are you blind?
Would you have nothing more to say
If I ever flew away
In the end is it you
Is it me
Do I have anything?
What am I for?
But when I walk out that door
Your prayers are plenty when you have
An empty page before you
And still I may adore you
For you take dictation better
Than most poets true compose
Your lines far surpass those
You pray for what you know will come
Your confidence is flattering
But still itâs quite another thing
Compelled to inspire
When to dream
Is all you really understand
The letters from your hand
Will never quite belong to you
And even then I only pray
That when I leave
Youâll softly say
Goodbye
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- Fight Like A Girl
- Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
- Opheliac
- Enchant
- On A Day
- Miscellaneous
- Compilation
- Girls Just Wanna Have Fun & Bohemian Rhapsody EP
- Liar/Dead Is the New Alive (Double Feature EP)
- Liar, Dead Is The New Alive (Double Feature EP)
- By the Sword
- Emilie Autumn: Live At the El Rey, Los Angeles, 2012 (The...
- Opheliac (The Deluxe Edition)
- Chambermaid
- Liar / Dead Is the New Alive
- Laced/Unlaced
- Orkus Compilation 32
- Your Sugar Sits Untouched
- The Opheliac Companion
- Gothic File 10