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Jul 2015
I burn
My heart is ablaze
I bleed
My body howls with rage
I am empty
My soul died long ago
I am broken
But I still can't let you go...

This fire burns bright in me
Consumes me, every moment
It will take me
I will give in to this torment

And then I'll glow
Like liquid gold, purified
Sweet like caramel, tempered slow
Holy as the wine sanctified.*

And You will burn
Just burn.
Belladonna
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Belladonna  Forest O' Bane
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