To swipe a hand over the heart of pearls.
The whisper of steel through the soul so,
Caring. to light the fire on a open tear.
A play of emotions over the curtain of,
Wires. The missing days, the nights of,
Horror.
A word of hate.
To sleep with the love of ice.
The eyes that talk with a cry of scares,
And hell
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