Blood from a stone borrowed fire from heaven possessed by a dying ember of the soul sleeping giant tearing me inside burning me alive brightest truth this pale world cold it drips away and for one second it's ok I bite my tongue and cry for fear that it may die I hold hope with nails dug deep I cannot sleep until I find the one thing I seek to find the pain to breath again the eyes I kiss will burn this stone to ashes
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