Here She Lies

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Broken and deserted, 

We live to feed the fire, 

We live to heal the friction.

 

Let me touch your will, 

My fingertips will glide across

the embroidered words. 

 

'Here she lies.' they'll say, 

And the darkness will consume me. 

And I will travel, 

everlasting into the unknown.

 

Let me hold you tonight, 

Because my tomorrow, 

May never come. 

 

Kill me slowly, 

Let the blood trickle down, 

A stream of it's own energy.

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