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I can’t think at all
At the fire and the pit
And see myself to fall
Into the bottom of all of it
Where I have seen the lion
The dragon and its tail 
Upon an altered bed of rocks
A gold heart, a feather 
and a scale

I have seen your emptiness
Inside your blackened soul
Will you warm, a fire 
Or stay as cold as life
Hidden in your hole
without any treasure your desire
The darker are the shadows
The colder is your knife

I have felt it all
The iron and the steal 
Pounded to be broken 
Sharp enough to feel
And cut away the anger
The heartbeat of the stranger
The gold heart tips the scale
The feather will finally fall 
Now all of this, is getting very real

I have felt you all
Your fire and your ice
The wounds you cut too deep
In the end, will never heal 
My mind and will cannot bend  
What the feather would reveal
What else should I feel ?
Every story has a beginning
And this one is in the end

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