My skin is melting away,
Why not?
I’m only a mile away from the sun.
What’s this, I’m still alive.
But I’m supposed to be dead.
Treachery I shout.
Your were the treacle to the venom,
That once resided in me.
I can feel the blade of the sword,
Wrenching through every vital vein in me.
As I can continue to draw nigh to the sun.
My senses I already lost a long time ago.
Though the pain does exist.
The heat didn’t matter I really didn’t care.
I stayed through it all but you seem so unaware.
You threw me this far,
Because I allowed you too.
I wanted it,
But  I didn’t see the death in your eyes view.
The dux hidden away from the sun.
Once more I lie within the darkest shadows of the soul.
Revealed to the very light of my own shadow.
The sun my body with one I’m now immune.

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