I’ll give my heart up to
the flames,
But I don’t know the
first thing about love.
I watch my skin burn in
this fire,
And the melting of my
dream.
My stone heart still
bleeds,
Even after it has been
shattered.
I would have laid down
my life,
But I don’t know the
first thing about you.
I can finally breathe
in this air,
But my sword has
pierced this hole.
Emptiness flows inside
of me,
Like a small animal
searching for shelter,
But this home is cold.
I wish I knew all of you,
But it turns out these
memories,
Are just the dreams I wished
for,
So may years before.
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