• Published : 30 Sep, 2015
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Fire I yearn for this heart,

For ashes of it won’t beat.

Song I hear of sad lyric

For silence then won’t kill.

All deaf sit beside,

Uncharted of I reside,

They scream in fantasies of own.

Here the fowl of aviary I am,

Where vault ends,

Of all gripe are unheard.

The indoors of mine is a broken sea,

Searches of refuge,

Closes doors all,

I wonder, for a while if comes he,

Not the prince charm is he,

But the beloved of mine,

For I Nomad! dream...

Endless it is I say,

Destroying disease it is,

Insanity it is

Fake it is...

Oh yes! Fire I yearn

to burn this heart forever

for ashes of it wont beat.

 

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