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The night sky
youre fingers, cold to the touch lit by the bitter light of the moon. youre broken heart wraps around the burning night... if ther is a glimmer of love in the corner of youre heart will you show it to me in my dreams... stars disapear into the sky offering warmth the dying stars giveing birth to flames the final dream bursts into flames. if guilt could fade to kindness and wounds whould change into laughter. the dying prayers of wilting flowers... like silent screams grasping fleeting dreams reminds me of the first time we meet... you've awakened inside a wave of pain bonds of pain, paint the loneliness within offering yore life, clipping youre wings youre uncertain embrace... stars dissappear into sky offering warmth watching youre mistakes crumble into pieces as i dream my final dream...
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