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Silvered is my love for you, a reflection of warmth by candlelight, |
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I wander lost in this forsaken world, waiting for my first kiss; Death. |
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A single tear falls, turning crystaline, |
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And as the wall of lies comes crashing down around me, I am revealed for what I truly am, a vulnerable child, lost in a world she never understood. |
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With my fingertips I would trace out my heart, |
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Your death would kill me, |
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I will nurture the thorns around my heart with the tears you caused me. |
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This smile for once hides not the shame, |
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My soul is a well grown over with briars, |
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And when all have left me, |