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Oh, how that burns.
When everything felt right,
but the time not yet come.
For another has what I yearn,
and I in turn, walk too close to the sun.

Have you ever strayed too far from home?
In the embrace of darkness, where fear is throne.
Shaking as the tether is cut and you get lost,
then she smiles one time, to light your soul.

Perhaps I climb too tall to fall this fast.
But if you saw the divine, would you not shed all masks,
strip to your mind and hope you’re pretty enough to last?
For we are far more fragile than glass.

But alas, I no longer dream,
I know my place, way too real,
no matter how I feel,
a rose deserves better
and my darkness will kill.

I am a child afraid of the night.
I was too brave and walked out to find,
what nobody else could picture,
or understand inside their minds,
but she is the greatest gift from the divine, one so powerful and kind.
She deserves nothing but the light.
I can never provide.

So I roam once more,
spilling into black.

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